After getting into the car, Kate felt a mix of frustration and relief. The untimely visitor had prevented her from fully unleashing the beast within her heart, forcing her to suppress her desires once more.
Yet she was somewhat grateful that she hadn't rushed into things unprepared. When it comes to someone cherished deeply, people tend to hold them gently, afraid they'll break, or keep them close, fearing they'll vanish. Now that her irrational impulses had subsided, she realized that the sofa might not have been the most appropriate place for their first intimate encounter.
She feared truly making Ivy cry; from past experiences, Ivy was quite sensitive to pain.
Kate had never been so consumed by such thoughts before, but at this moment, she couldn't even hear her agent speaking.
"Kate?"