Poison Ivy | Jordan Poole

twenty two.

I think you're truly something special
Just what my dreams are really made of
Let's stay together you and me boy
There's no one like you around, oh, baby

She was right, Portugal was the last destination. They landed in Lisbon and Ivy felt bittersweet about her fantasy's impending end. She and Jordan had grown so close, their relationship maturing tremendously in the days they'd spent exploring and healing themselves. She'd seen Essence's call but ignored it. She was going to stay in her bubble for as long as she could.

Jordan hadn't stopped surprising her. He'd blocked out their last five days for just them. Ralen and J2 had ventured to Porto to take in the sights leaving Ivy and Jordan to their devices in Lisbon. It was the privacy she craved. He'd made their first day special, they hopped on the number 28 tram and got a whirlwind tour of the beautiful and historic city from a local.

Alfama was everything she'd thought it would be. As she and Jordan explored the winding alleys and narrow streets, she found herself charmed in a way she didn't expect. Maybe it was because she was taking it all in with the man who meant so much to her, but Portugal felt similar to Italy. They felt like one. Jordan enjoyed her love of history; he didn't complain no matter how many old churches and castles she made them explore. He didn't mind at all. They closed the day off with a Pastel De Nata Workshop where they learned to make the Portuguese Pastry and had a minor flour fight. By the time they returned to their suite, Ivy was full and fully enamored with Jordan Poole.

She reclined out on the balcony and tried to find the best pictures to define her trip. She mocked up a draft of a potential post and then put the phone away to relax. As soon as she closed her eyes and leaned back, she heard slight noise and soon felt his hands against her foot. He kneaded into her skin with a delightful rhythm that swallowed up any tension she may have had in her muscles.

"You had fun today?" He queried, and she nodded.

"Yeah, I never thought about Portugal much besides Alfama but it's so beautiful honestly. I don't know how you planned all of this out."

"Honestly, I just wanted to make you happy and have some time with you away from everything."

"Well, you did just that. You know what would make me even more happy?"

Ivy opened her eyes and took in her unofficial, official boyfriend. He'd just gotten out of the shower, he smelt expensive, and his face was calm.

"What's up butterfly?"

"Knowing what you have planned for tomorrow." Ivy batted her eyelashes, but Jordan just shook his head before he moved closer to her and kissed her forehead. She got up to allow him to lay down before she laid on top of him and he stroked her back.

"I can't tell you that baby."

"And why not?"

"Because it's a surprise, the second to last one for this entire trip."

"Jordan, I've told you this a million times, I hate surprises."

"And you're capping because you've loved every single one that I planned. Just admit it Ivy, I'm good at this boyfriend thing."

"You alright, unofficially I guess."

"Cute" Jordan tapped her nose playfully and she chuckled "but I'm not telling you. What I will do though is enjoy holding you like this."

"Yeah , no Ralen bursting in or J2 snapping photos."

"Right? They're my boys but I needed to get you away from Ralen before you killed each other." Jordan chuckled while Ivy deadpanned. Ralen had a talent for tap dancing right on her nerves sometimes.