Turning to Ivy, Silas lowered his voice. “I would like to give you a full tour of the house but I’m not sure how long I’ll be. You’re welcome to wander on your own, just remember—” “No poking around rooms that aren’t mine,” she cut him off gently. “Got it.” Smirking, his gaze dropped to her lips and then to the dip of cleavage on display in her V-neck. “I’ll find you when I’m done,” he murmured.
