Coen watched as the little girl who looked exactly like Ivy ran up to her. There would have been no denying the fact that the child was Ivy's even if the little girl had not had yelled ‘Momma’. He caught Ivy’s eyes and knew instantly this was the reason she had refused to give him her number. She was a mom. Did that mean she was with someone? Was he just some type of revenge s*x? Did he care? f**k he did care.
“I’m still waiting to know how the two of you know one another.” His sister-in-law repeated. He flicked his eyes between Ivy and Alexandra. Alexandra looked confused and he knew that his sister hated that feeling. Ivy on the other hand looked positively miserable.
“I met him outside of The Jaded Anchor a few weeks ago.” Ivy finally answered, her cheeks had gone about fifty shades
