She liked that he gave her privacy, that he always asked for permission before spending the night in her bedroom. She liked their little arrangement. She liked having her own bedroom, and having him spend the night in her bed when they were both hungry for each other’s bodies.
Unlike any other romantic relationships, she had, both of which had ended in her teens in disaster, with Leon there were no fights. It was a mature, working adult relationship where they gave each other their space, acknowledged their sexual needs and respected their privacy. Ivy couldn’t believe how happy she was.
She was only twenty-one and she didn’t want to settle down, she was still finding out what this man she was living with was really like, and for now she was comfortable with where their relationship was going.
Ivy moisturized her face and her neck, applied a thin eyeliner on her lids and some red gloss and stepped into the clothes she had laid out for herself. An electric blue wide skirt, just the kind Leon liked and a white silk blouse tucked in at the waist. She did up her hair he liked it, with a blue ribbon holding her ringlets together.
It was nearly eight in the evening and it was time for Leon to meet her at the dinner table.
Ivy had laid out the food already, and when Leon came in she noticed with awe again how handsome he looked. Freshly shaven chin, his eyes were large and sparkling brown, his jaws were angular and striking. His shirt, which she had ironed the previous day, clung loosely to his large frame and he had a smirk on his face.
“How was your day? You look beautiful.” He said, walking up to her and taking her in his arms. Ivy accepted the hug, and kissed him gently on his thin lips. They were smiling, blushing, looking forward to the night. Even though it had been four weeks, they could still hardly keep their hands off each other. Their bodies craved for the night when they could sexually explore each other.
“Thank you Leon, and I had a productive day.” She said, bringing the tray of freshly roasted sweet potatoes to the dining table. He followed her, and then took a seat, unravelling a hot napkin on his lap.
“Classes going well?” He asked and Ivy nodded her head.
“Very soon I’ll be able to look after all your accounting needs.” She said with a laugh and gave him a little twirl of her skirt.
Leon threw his arms open at her and she fell into them, sitting on his lap, snuggling her nose under his chin.
“Maybe you’ll turn into our local accountant, for all the businesses in town.” He added and she wriggled out of his arms.
“That’ll be nice. Finally, daddy will have some use for me.” Ivy said, taking a seat in front of him.
“The food looks great, dig in?” He said, in his usual quiet brooding way. They started eating immediately.
“You’ll get to test your skills on someone else soon.” She heard him say and looked up at him. There was a smile in Leon’s eyes as he ate, he was watching her closely.
“Someone else? Please don’t tell me you’re planning on inviting daddy for dinner here.” Ivy said, raising her eyebrows.
“Your daddy? Are you mad? What would he think of our little arrangement?” He said with a laugh.
“Who then?” Ivy asked, her brows crossed now. She didn’t think Leon knew anybody, that he had any friends.
“My brother.” He said, casually chewing on his food, while the fork fell out of Ivy’s hand.
“Your cousin, Michael? Vivian’s husband?” She gawked at him and Leon laughed.
“No, of course not. I don’t speak to them. My brother, my twin.” He said. Leon had stopped chewing now and he was watching Ivy closely, to see her reaction to what he was saying.
“You have a twin brother?” She almost jerked out of her chair in surprise.
“Yes, he’s coming to visit me here. And you should know, we are very close. My brother and I share everything.” He said and Ivy noticed that he was looking at her with a smile on his face, a glimmer in his eyes that she didn’t recognize.
She raised an eyebrow and licked her lips.
“Well, if your brother looks anything like you, Leon, I can assure you that I’d be very pleased to see him.” She said with a laugh. Leon only laughed and took a sip of his water.
“What’s his name?” She dared to ask him.
“Archer. His name is Archer Cooper.”
BOOK 2 : COWBOY TWIN’S ROMANCE (PART 2)
Blurb
Ivy Hart thinks she has accustomed herself to a quiet and peaceful life on the beautiful Old Marigold Ranch. She is still Leon Cooper’s housekeeper, but they share a professional relationship with benefits. What more could she possibly ask for? The easiest job in the world, that comes with its own wet-dream perks.