Ivan's POV

Maybe the devil pitied her. She froze, her body suddenly jerked back. Panic ran through her eyes which shot out

Her hand flew to her mouth and colour drained from her face as she stared at me, it just dawned on her what the hell we were doing or worse

Oh shit.

I knew that look. “Bertha....” I gasp as my stomach churned.

She didn’t wait, there wasn't a need to explain. She just scrambled off my lap, nearly stumbling as she bolted from the booth like her life depended ...