Ivy didn’t know what she expected when she knocked on Darius’s door later that night. She didn't even know why she found herself obeying his orders.

Then she thought of what he might say, maybe more teasing. Maybe another wink that made her heart race for all the wrong reasons.

But she didn’t expect him to lead her to a door at the end of the hall and gesture with a grin.

“This is yours,” he said.

She blinked. “Mine?”

“Yes.” He pushed the door open with a flourish, like he ...