“I’ve only done this once,” Legend whispered—rubbing kneading, soapy hands over the knots in my shoulder. “Done what?” I asked, voice small. “Give a massage?” “Fall in love with someone.” Legend drew me in, tracing my lips with his. “You’ll have to help me when I mess up. Tie my stubborn ass to the bed. Take me to see the hummingbirds. But if you still love me, Ivy, I want to prove I’m worthy of you.”
