Ava’s eyes were full of anger when I looked up from my plate. I couldn’t blame her entirely. I’d left her here by herself the day of our wedding. Not that hearing her call me rude settled well with me.

We needed boundaries and I wasn’t sure where to start with her. The attitude would drive me up the wall. I could feel my blood pressure rising each second her stare unaverred.

I chuckled under my breath. “I think we need to establish some ground rules, Ava. You’re my ...