Ivy’s POV “Why are you avoiding me again, Ivy?” He asked, his dark orbs fixing me in place. “I thought we were past that.”I kept my gaze to the floor, trying to ignore the way my body responded to his voice, how my skin heated beneath his stare.I kept a distance from his desk and tried not to look at him, at his lips, at his face, before I lost the little sanity I had left."I'm not avoiding you, sir," I tried to explain, my voice low, unconvincing no matter how steady I tried to sound. "I'm just doing my job.""You are avoiding me, Poison," he said. "Since yesterday, you ran off like I set you on fire."He did, and that was the problem. He set everything on fire: my lips, my face, my body, my soul, my morals, my core, which still ached under his gaze. Therein lay the problem."You came to me," he said.That was true. I did, when I thought I had to seduce him. When I thought it was right."I didn't make the first move, Ivy. You did. So why are you avoiding me now?" he asked, his vo
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