Jack pinched the bridge of his nose to keep from shaking Ivy, frustration bubbling up as he internally warned himself that picking a fight – especially now, when Jordan was on his way – would be a bad idea. “After your house was broken into and you were thrown into a wall, you took it upon yourself to chase a stranger. Is that what you’re telling me?” “Don’t you even think of yelling at me,” Ivy warned, her eyes narrowing. “I didn’t realize I was going to be chasing him. I just wanted to know why he was staring at Kelly. It was broad daylight, and there were people around.” “I’m going to have to … .” Jack broke off, miming strangling her. Ivy had to purse her lips to keep from smiling. He was cute when he was animated. “Is that some form of interpretive dance? I didn’t know you were into that.” “Don’t push me,” Jack said, extending a finger in Ivy’s direction.
