Chapter 3

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I was texting Bethany about how I was out of school until next week, I was too focus as I bumped into someone.

"Sorry." I said looking up to see Max, I mean Grandpa.

"Grandpa... What are you doing here?" I asked shuffing my phone in my pocket.

"I'm working with kids about science, what about you what are you doing here?"

"My mom works here and..."

"Ivy." I heard Lance called as I turned.

"Hey Lance." I said as Lance's eyes went wide fixing his tie.

"Are you ready for our session?" Sweets asked as I nodded.

"Are you sleeping with my grand daughter?"

"What no! I mean she is beautiful but she's underaged, not that I wouldn't."

"Lance, lets go. Bye grandpa." I said pulling Lance.

Sweet's POV:

Ivy was focused on her book as I drove to my office.

Her pink lips were so plum, her red hair was in a beautiful bun with braids, and her green eyes changed colour.

I must have been staring for too long as she spoke.

"Being distraced by someone causes more deaths then drunk driving."

"Sorry." I said looking back to the road.

"Seriously?" Ivy mumbled as I looked to the side.

"What?" I asked.

"Tyler kissed another girl from another school, and he won't stop texting me." Ivy said putting her phone in her pocket.

"Why don't you break up with him?" I asked turning the corner.

"I'm kind of scared, which is weird since I don't have feelings." Ivy mumbled.

"If you want, I can drive you to school and pick you up." I suggested.

Ivy smiled leaning over to hug me as I smiled.

"Thank you." She whispered as I shut off the engine.

"Any time." I said.

Ivy moved away back into her seat.

We sat there in silence as I looked at her, before leaning in.

I grabbed her waist pulling her onto my lap.

Ivy leaned down before pressing her lips onto mine.

Our lips moved in sync as I ran my hands up and down her body and her hands playing with my tie.

I moved my lips away then pressed them on her neck.

"God Lance." Ivy moaned as I smiled against her neck.

After another 4 minutes I pulled away as Ivy ran a hand through her hair.

"We were suppose to be in there 5 minutes ago." Ivy told me as I chuckled.

"Come on." I moved her off my lap and she giggled.

Grabbing her bag she exited out of the car, I followed her fixing my tie.

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