“Stoneheart.” She breathed out. “Hmm…?” Zeke leaned back in the chair, his hands crossed against his chest, his lips pulled into a smirk.They stayed like that for a moment, just staring at each other. The tension in the air thickened as their eyes clashed, with no one backing down. “Come here.” Zeke finally muttered, stretching out his hands to her. Ivy nodded and took in a deep breath before walking towards him. As she reached him, she placed her hands on his outstretched hands and just waited. Zeke looked down on her hands in his and stood up, leading her away from where he sat to the couch across the room. “Sit.” He instructed and she obeyed, falling in a trance under his dark eyes - like a deep dark abyss. He watched as she sank into the couch, obeying him and he smiled. He let go of her hands and she placed them on her thighs, watching him walk away. When he returned, he heard two cups of freshly processed milk and handed one over to her. Ivy accepted the cup and took a s
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