Page 43 of Poison Ivy
“Apparently,” Bram snarls. “And when I get my hands on her again, I’m going to make her wish she’d never been born.”
“Easy there, tiger,” Torin drawls. “We can’t kill her. Not yet, anyway. She’s still useful.”
I nod in agreement, though for very different reasons than Torin is implying. “We need to find her first. Any idea where she went?” I have to make sure she is okay.
Bram shakes his head, frustration is evident in every line of his body. “No. By the time I broke free of those fucking vines, she was long gone.”
“Well, she can’t have got far on foot,” I murmur.
Torin nods. “Okay, but what do we do if we find her?”
“Throw her in the cellar and make sure she never sees the light of day again,” Bram snarls.
“Okay, you are being ridiculous,” I point out and receive a hiss from him that doesn’t faze me in the least. “But we need to find her. This night isn’t going to end well for us if she tells her bosses what happened to her. Let’s split up. We can cover more area.”And I can head to Ivy’s and make sure she is okay.
22
IVY
I slip into my house,relieved to find it dark and quiet. Ramsey and Josh must be asleep. Thank fuck for small mercies. If Ramsey caught me sneaking in, just wearing Vex’s shirt, he’d throw a shitfit that would make the earth tremble. He is fairly easy going, but fuck around, and you’ll find out just how powerful he is.
A loud rap on the door makes me jump out of my skin. I contemplate ignoring it and running upstairs, but I don’t want the guys to wake up. I turn and peek through the peephole. “Tate,” I murmur. I force my eye even closer to see if I can spot Bram, but all I see is the distorted blonde head of Tate. He lifts his hand to knock, so I make a snap decision and open the door.
“What?” I ask, my eyes scanning the area for his pals.
Luckily, he seems to be alone.
“Ivy,” he murmurs, his green eyes taking in mydishevelled appearance and bare legs sticking out of the end of Vex’s shirt.
“What are you doing here? How did you even know where I live?” I clip.
Tate’s eyes narrow as he takes in my appearance. “Nice shirt,” he says, his voice low and dangerous. “Looks familiar.”
I cross my arms over my chest defensively. “What do you want, Tate? It’s late and I’m tired.”
He steps closer, forcing me to back up into the house. “I want to know what the fuck is going on with you, Ivy. Or should I call you Poison?”
Ice floods my veins at his words. Shit. He knows.
I try to keep my expression neutral. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Tate’s hand shoots out, gripping my chin and forcing me to meet his gaze. “Don’t lie to me,” he says calmly. “I know it’s you.”
I wrench my face from his grasp. “You’re delusional. Now get out before I scream and wake the whole house.”
His eyes flash dangerously. “Go ahead. Scream. Let’s see how you explain this to your housemates.” He gestures to my state of undress. “Or are you going to inform Ramsey that Torin and I fucked you senseless on the side of the road where anyone could’ve driven past and seen?”
We glare at each other in tense silence for a long moment. “No idea what you’re talking about.” Itdoesn’t surprise me that he knows Ramsey. Warlocks of a feather, flock together, blah, blah.
Tate’s jaw clenches in frustration. “Cut the bullshit, Ivy. I know you’re Poison. I followed you to Vex’s earlier, then to Nox, where Ivy was mysteriously nowhere to be seen, yet Poison was there in all her glory. I’m not a fucking idiot.”
My mind races, trying to find a way out of this. But I’m exhausted, and my defences are crumbling. I can keep lying, but what will it achieve? He clearly has facts, or enough of them, to form a very solid theory. “Fine,” I spit out. “You caught me. What are you and your buddies going to do about it?”
His eyes darken as he steps closer, backing me into the house and up against the wall. “That depends on you,” he murmurs. “Are you going to be a good girl and tell me everything, or do I need to get creative?”
I glare up at him defiantly. “Fuck you.”
A wicked grin spreads across his face. “Oh, sweetheart, we’ve already done that. Multiple times. But I’m more than happy to refresh your memory.”
