Ivy rolled her eyes and tried not to blush. She wanted Colton to like her cooking whether she admitted it to herself or not.
"Thank you," Ivy smiled, eating a little bit of the breakfast she cooked. Honestly, she wasn't that hungry. She was completely content to watch Colt the entire time. Last night had been perfect. She was glad she had found Colton and wouldn't want to spend her these moments with anyone else.
Breakfast was over too soon. Ivy and Colt had to meet up with Ella. Really Ivy just wanted Colton to herself for now, but she had to share. Well, for now anyway.
Ivy cleared up the dishes and washed them to the best of her ability. She had always had servants to do the dishes, but Ivy had once snuck into the kitchen for an extra snack and to watch Winston flirt with the younger girls there. She had seen how it was done and had even helped Ella when they lived at their house.
Ivy dried her hands on the old dish towel and ended up running into Colt. She didn't back away from him, even if he would have let her.
"Ready to go?" She asked, smiling brightly up at him.
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