"So, you want to use me." He deadpanned. My eyes narrowed, "I prefer to think of it as a friends with benefit situation." He rolled his eyes, "We're not friends. I can barely tolerate your presence." "I hate you too Josh and that's why you're the perfect candidate. Just the benefits then. We don't have to be friends. You don't even have to acknowledge my presence outside the bedroom." I smiled sweetly at him trying to hide how nervous I was that he would reject my offer. He tilted his head slightly, allowing his eyes to roam freely over my body before meeting my eyes. "Strip." I guess that's a yes. I was definitely going to regret this, but I haven't felt anything since that day and somehow this infuriating man's touch has ignited something in me that I don't quite understand. A feeling I had not felt since I fell in love with Blake. But he's no Blake and this definitely isn't love. Most importantly, I'm not the same Ivy I was then. The old Ivy would never sleep with a man she's not in love with. But this Ivy? She would do anything just to feel something, even if it's for one night. __________________________________________________________________________________ Poison Ivy: A novel by Augustine James © All rights reserved. Any plagiarism will be punishable by law. TW: book deals with issues of death, grief, loss and addiction. CW: 18+ please be advised that this book contains numerous explicit scenes. DAILY SCHEDULED UPDATES AT 12:00 PM AST! :)
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