Chapter-32

Ivy

“Don’t be nervous,”

“Are you talking to me or yourself?”

“Both, if I am being honest,” Asher shrugged. “Never imagined ever needing to announce my marriage.” He made a dirty face as if marriage was some disgusting word.

“So…you never wanted to get married?” I asked, out of sheer curiosity.

“No,”

“Why?”

“Not my thing. Come on, let’s deal with the drama first,” He held out his hand for me and I gave him a look.

“No physical touch.”

“I had no idea I affected you that bad, Ivyanka,” Asher said drily, retrieving his hand and shoving it in his pockets. “At least try to act as if this was a mutual decision and not some kind of scheming. That we are actually willing to try.”

“And how do I do that?”

“Wipe that scowl,” His comment made me scowl harder and he grinned, shaking his head. Turning a bit, he leaned down so our faces were merely a breath away and brushed a loose tendril from my face. I blinked, my h