Ivory's POV
The bass pulsed through my body like a second heartbeat as I danced alone in the middle of the crowded living room.
The party was alive, colorful lights flashing everywhere, laughter echoing, bodies moving everywhere.
I was twenty-two, freshly out of college, and tonight I felt free. My short black dress hugged my curves, and my long silver hair swung with every move. I closed my eyes, letting the music take me, my hips swaying, my hands in the air. For once, I wasn’t overthinking. I was just… here, enjoying the moment.
A warm presence suddenly appeared beside me. I opened my eyes to find a dashingly handsome guy watching me with a confident smile.
He was tall, with dark tousled hair, sharp jawline, and piercing green eyes that seemed to see straight through me.
He
