Cracked Butterfly

Chapter 5

Krista was getting a little tipsy but Ivy had decided that she was going to be the responsible adult in this situation and keep her wits about her.

Something still felt off and the sensation that they were being watched had grown as the night progressed.

She stealthily tried looking around from time to time and her eyes always landed on the VIP area. Someone was up there she just knew there was but before she could give it anymore thought a very attractive man had taken up residence on the empty stool next to Ivy.

She had left Krista on the dance floor with a group young men and woman but was keeping a very vigilant watch on her friend as they whooped it up.

"Your friend certainly seems to be having a good time" the handsome stranger observed. Ivy nodded, quickly swallowing the last sip of her drink.

"Yes I don't let her out of the house very often" Ivy deadpanned as the man threw his head back and laughed. He had an amazing laugh and it seemed genuine.

This man was unbelievably sexy and the fact that he found her humor appealing gave her a sense of validation that she hadn't realized she needed.

His hair was a dark, sandy brown and just had that magical way of lying on his head perfectly; not a hair out of place that wasn't meant to be that way. His eyes were such a beautiful shade of green and if they had any more depth to them Ivy would certainly drown. A smattering of shadowed stubble adorned his sculpted face with a little more on his chin and above his upper lip. It made him look downright sexy.

Ivy couldn't help that her gaze was drawn to this god-like man's mouth; his lips looked delicious and immediately she felt horrible for sexualizing him.

Yes but just look at him! He was meant to be sexualized! This man was sex personified! Her subconscious never willing to lose an internal argument especially when Ivy knew she was right.

He smirked a little as she continued her appraisal but he at least had the good manners to not make her feel bad about it.

He stuck his hand out and said "I'm Jensen by the way." Ivy couldn't help but accept his hand, marveling at how small her hand felt inside of his. "Nice to meet you Jensen. I'm Ivy." she whispered. The way he raised his eyebrow wasn't lost on her. Had she said something wrong? Was he put off by her name? Should she have introduced herself as Belle?

"Ivy? As in Ivy Glenn?" He asked and now it was her turn to raise her eyebrow.

"How did you know that?" She asked as little warning bells went off in her head.

He chuckled immediately setting her at ease. "I'm sorry, I'm not dangerous I promise it's just that, well this is kind of funny, but... I'm your boss" Jensen said.

Ivy felt her face flush red and hoped to God that in this lighting he couldn't see it.

"Oh good Lord!" Ivy laughed. "Well you're right this is funny. I had no idea I was going to meet my boss tonight! I hope you haven't changed your mind about me after our little interaction" she joked.

Shaking his handsome head he replied "No, to the contrary, it just solidifies that Wallace definitely made the right decision when they hired you. You look fantastic on paper but now that I've actually met you, I think you're exactly what our advertising department has been lacking. You'll put a beautiful face to the name Wallace, of that I have no doubt."

Smiling brightly at the huge compliment from her new boss Ivy responded excitedly "Well I appreciate you saying that Mr. Woods and I have a lot of great ideas and I can't wait to get started!"

She couldn't help but notice how his eyes darkened when she called his name professionally but his voice really gave him away; deep, smoky, and sultry sounding.

"Now, now Ivy. We're in a relaxed setting and we haven't even started working together yet, so please, right now it's just plain old Jensen."

Giggling she answered back with "Yes sir" and that just seemed to make his demeanor even more a mystery as he threw back the rest of his drink, his hand coming to rest on hers.

"My party is upstairs in the VIP area so I need to get back. It was a definite pleasure meeting you Ivy Glenn and I will see you bright and early Monday morning." He patted the top of her hand then she watched as he walked through the archway, up the stairs and then out of sight.

Ivy couldn't even piece together what had just happened before a very hot and sweaty Krista came and joined her at the bar.

"Ok so who in the hell was that hot piece of man candy ass?" She was clearly feeling no pain and all Ivy could do was chuckle at her friend's observation of her new boss.

"That my dear best friend is Jensen Woods and my new boss at Wallace" Ivy told Krista. Krista choked on her drink and almost spit it out everywhere.

"Oh my sweet Lord are you serious?" She shrieked. Even the bartender smirked, shook his head and made his way to the end of the bar.

Ivy shook her head, a bit embarrassed by her friend's reaction but it was all good. They were both having a great time and when the bartender came back down to their end of the bar with two drinks in his hands both women were a little surprised.

Before either of them had the chance to remark or ask about the drinks, the bartender informed them that they were from Jensen Woods.

Krista wiggled her eyebrows at Ivy and said "Well Ms. Glenn you must have definitely made quite an impression on our Mr. Woods!" Ivy scoffed at Krista's analogy but deep down she couldn't help but wonder if he had an ulterior motive, or were they just drinks?