“I don’t care how much it costs. I need you there within two hours.”

I’d been on the phone with a local interior designer for the last thirty minutes. I needed to fix Ava a spot to paint. A place she felt was her own in the house.

When I ended the call, I glanced over at Levi in the corner. He had a cheesy smile on his face that irritated me. “What?” I asked, shoving my phone back into my pocket.

“Nothing,” Levi said, shrugging his shoulders. “You seem to ...