MAEVE'S POV
A flash of something crossed his gray eyes, something that stole the breath from my lungs.
"And then what?" Ivan asked, pressing me for more, voice raspier. Not once did he abandon my gaze.
I bit my lips, feigning disappointment.
"Apparently, my wish didn't go as planned, because shortly after, Serena showed up, and I guess you can fill in the rest of the blanks."
I watched Ivan as he put the rest of the pieces together. It took only a few seconds. His eyes were still on me—still insistent and heated.
"We should go to my room," I heard him say, after a few more seconds of silence.
"Your room," I repeated the words slowly, letting them hang in the air.
