Ivana POV
I've never had so much fun on a date in my life. I'm not one to throw my name around, but watching the color drain from that little twit's face felt amazing. After she was escorted out and Myron demanded his cousin give me a proper apology for employing the disrespectful b**ch, he spent the rest of the night in our booth as our personal bartender. After I assured him that my brother would never know of the disrespect his server showed me, he seemed to relax a little.
I've never danced so much and Myron, for all his boasting about his moves, delivered. He moved like his body was made to dance. He gave me enough space to be respectful, but I couldn't help but check out his perfect a** a couple of times. I may be in love with Vicktor, but I'm not dead. The funniest part was when
