Chapter Sixteen - Fletcher

The car dropped us off at the hotel one hour before our meeting. Ava kept her distance and didn’t speak much on the ride over. I was thankful. At first, I thought we could talk through everything but she wasn’t having it. Then I decided to enjoy the ride and close my eyes. It was better than fighting myself with the wants and needs of the situation. I wanted to lean over and kiss her. To suck the words right out of her mouth. Then again, I wanted her to listen to me. Understand me. Do what I asked of her because I knew what was best in my world. Ava walked several feet behind me, looking up at the crystal chandelier and overhanging artwork. The Skyloft at MGM Grand was the most expensive hotel on the strip with amazing food and walking distance to anything worth attending. I’d been here plenty of times in my life. Oddly enough, even after our morning, I was happy that Ava was here. She seemed stunned into silence on the elevator ride up. When we walked into our two-bedroom suite,