Chapter Ten - Fletcher

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 wife by that contract but you’re in no way my boss. You don’t tell me what to do. I come home to my new bride, speaking ill of me to her friend on the phone. And what? I’m supposed to welcome you with open arms?” Ava swallowed and I watched her neck move heavily in the movement. “Excuse me for calling my best friend after I was wed and then left alone in a strange house.” I tapped my fingertip against the table. “I had a meeting. You should know I’m a very busy man, Ava. I won’t apologize for it. You should have expected