The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1973

“Alright then,” Ivy conceded, sliding out of the car with a sigh.

When she got out of the car, she misstepped and stumbled forward.

But Balfour was quick, catching her by the shoulders before she face–planted onto the sidewalk.

Once steady, Ivy looked up to find herself mere inches from Balfour’s gaze.

Suddenly, her heart was racing.

She hastily regained her balance and stepped back, putting some distance between them, and mumbled a flustered, “Thanks

“Focus,” Balfour replied, glancing at his now empty hand, his expression unreadable.

kept replaying that moment of close contact. So close that

patted her chest, willing her

might

wrong with your

“No, nothing.”

and, with Balfour by her side, entered the

applied some

out of the treatment room to find Balfour waiting, hands in his pockets, standing

a deep voice,

begin with, but thanks for

was minor for Ivy; even more severe ones had gone uncared for in the past. But Balfour’s concern

about to say something more