Chapter Fifteen - Ava

I slid into the backseat, my legs touching the hot leather but I hardly noticed. I was so irritated that he yelled at me. As if I could read his mind and know, he didn’t want me in his library. I curled my fingers around my bent knee and ground my teeth together. Then to accuse me of flirting with Jones. Hardly. The man was nicer to me than Fletcher ever had been that was for sure. He didn’t toss a black card at me and expect that to pacify me enough to live alone. The back door opened and Fletcher sat down beside me. I kept my gaze turned out of the window. Looking at him may or may not have made me vomit. Jones pulled out of the driveway and started down the road. I listened to the thumping of our tires over the pavement and attempted to calm myself down. My phone began to vibrate in my lap. Charlotte’s name crossed the screen and I leaned back to close my eyes. “You really need to answer that before she calls the police and reports you missing,” Fletcher said. As if, I wanted