I am your woman

Ivory’s POV

“What are you doing, Ivory?!” The voice in my head kept ringing, tugging at my common sense. It was the sensible part of me, the one that knew that I should get out of this mess right before it started.

But as Arlo stood, holding the car door open, his smile charming and effortlessly gorgeous, I felt caution slipping through my hands like sand.

“Shall I hold your hand too?” His voice echoed in my thoughts, bringing back to the present.

“I’m alright,” I returned the smile, masking my fluttering heart. “I can get down on my own.”

“Stars gaze Cafe?” I read the sign aloud, frowning at the obvious mistake. “Shouldn’t it be Stargaze?”

Arlo glanced at me with a smug on his face. “We’re just getting breakfast, Ivory. Does the name matter?”

“It is important for their business. I studied Business Management and Marketing Strategies for four years. I know a bad call when I see one.”

Before I could say anything else, the security guards pulled the door open for us.

As we stepped in