Chapter 31: Thank You

Ivy's POV

How am I supposed to thank him?

I have to admit, I’ve got absolutely no frame of reference for what an appropriate form of repayment would be. Maybe, if my life was anything like it was before, I’d know what to do. I’d make him a lavish meal, or give him a hug, or go on a walk with him. That’s what I used to do for my father anytime he did something nice for me. But this situation is entirely different from that.

And the way Spencer is looking at me now–

There’s a bareness to his gaze, an intensity. A hunger, maybe. A sense of possession.

He wants something else entirely from me.

So how should I repay him?

“You know what I want, Ivy,” Prince Spencer says in a low, sultry voice that moves across my skin like silk. “Show me how clever you are.”

“I–I–” I scowl in annoyance at my own tied tongue.

I always seem to stutter around Spencer, to my immense frustration. There’s something about him, his power, his dominance. It always trips me up. I have no idea how I’m supposed to a