The Sexiest Fight Ever

Lake

It started with spilled coffee.

Well, technically, it started with Lake teasing her about almost kissing him again during last night’s truth-or-dare fiasco.

“Another ‘fake’ kiss,” he’d said with that stupid, heart-melting smirk, handing her a mug of too-hot espresso that promptly sloshed over the rim and burned her fingers.

“Damn it, Lake!” Ivy hissed, dropping the cup onto the counter. “Watch it!”

He blinked, caught between confusion and ...