Ivy kissed Coen quickly several times as she got dressed. It felt strange kissing a one- err two-night stand but it felt even more weird to not kiss the man who had just made her come twice.
“I really have to go, Coen.” Ivy giggled when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back onto his bed. She loved how playful he was. She laughed remembering how she thought for a split second he might be dangerous.
“But it’s cold outside.” He teased her with a line from an old Christmas song, which made her roll her eyes. It was December but it wasn’t cold. Ivy kissed him one more time then she pulled away.
“I guess I will just freeze to death because I have to go.” She answered playing along with his teasing which earned her a real smile from Coen. A genuine smile, not the cocky one he us
