Her scent was driving her crazy, for Gods sake she was all the way in her room but she could still smell Rachel's scent and it was driving her crazy. Just thinking about Rachel walking around the kitchen in her night clothes made her wet.
"Control yourself, Ivy. She is just a women!" Ivy half-screamed to herself. 'She is not just a women she is Rachel Fucking Morgan! One of the most hottest women you have ever met. Shut up, Ivy stop thinking about her and her cute little butt. No, no stop!" Ivy kept mentally arguing with herself causing her to not keep a hold of her senses and to not hear her door opening. When Rachel walked in she knew something was instantly wrong with Ivy.
"Ivy? Ivy, are you okay?"
"Huh, yah just thinking about my last um you know…" Ivy trailed off. This wasn't Ivy usually yah Ivy was reserved but this was, this was definitely not Ivy. Rachel though thought it would be better to let Ivy do what she has to do.
"If you need to talk or tell me anything you know I am here, I care about you Ivy. You are one of my best friends and I know something is wrong, when your ready I will be here, just say the word and I am there." She stood for an extra minute then turned around and went back to the kitchen.
Ivy stood up and closed her door she wouldn't let go no she couldn't let it out, she had to keep it bottled up.
Just a short little moment I had about how Ivy tries to keep arms length away, I think Rachel wouldn't push at this point she loves her but wants Ivy to finally be able to let it out. My first Rachel Morgan story!