Ivy smiles and kisses him back. “That’s what you want to do for our date? Don’t get me wrong I’m not complaining just wondering...”

Winter nods. “Very true, my dear, but in hand to hand combat Derek wouldn’t stand a chance and well lets just say my mom’s rooting for him. And when my mom roots for someone, they can be dumber than a rock and they would win the Nobel Prize should my mother wish it,” she says solemnly.