"I think I'm the luckiest bastard that ever lived." He breathed against Ivy's neck, seemingly exhausted from their city tour. Taking advantage of the comfort of his own bed there's something more with her being so close. In this apartment far away from LA? He hummed, arms coiled around her as it gave him that added connection he missed before she showed up. - 馃槒馃拝
'You sure you want to be a hot shot movie maker? You'd make a killing as a tour guide.' She teased him, shifting to roll over in his arms so she could face him. Fingers brushing against his cheek. Luck was a strange concept. Right now Ivy feels like the lucky one that Landon's even giving her this chance to make things right. That they are here right now after such a tumultuous few days. 'You've made me the luckiest girl in the world. You know that don't you?'
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