But Silas lowered his head close to her ear, his voice a low growl. "Don't move."
Ivy froze at once. Her heart skipped a beat when she felt a strange stiffness pressing against her from behind. Her entire face turned bright red.
'Oh no… this guy… he's impossible!'
Silas buried his face in her hair. "I missed you," he admitted softly.
Ivy bit her lip, her heart racing. 'Why does he keep saying things like that? He is becoming more and more shameless.'
The minutes dragged on until she finally coughed lightly. "How much longer will this… take?"
Silas chuckled and whispered, "If you help, it won't take more than half an hour."
Her eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth. "How long do I have to stand like this?"
"Mm… if you don't want to stand, I can carry you to the sofa instead. Then we can cuddle."
Ivy felt like her soul might float away. Her cheeks burned. "You… you keep twisting my words! It sounds like I'm saying dirty things when I'm not."
