again.”
“I’ll leave her alone tonight. She was pretty pissed at me for having her arrested,” I tell him sheepishly.
Jeff bursts out laughing. “See, that’s step one. When Ava gets pissed, she explodes. After she explodes, she calms down and is finally rational enough to hear you out.”
“Good to know.”
I stand up and head to the door.
“If you give up, I’ll be disappointed in you, kid,” he tells me.
“Trust me. I’m not giving up.” And I mean that. I don’t care how long it takes. Ava is my wife, and she is carrying my child. I’m not giving them up, ever.
Chapter 16
1 year, 2 months of marriage
Cameron
I’m so fucking pissed. Ava has a fucking date tonight. I know I shouldn’t be pissed, considering I’m going out tonight myself. That’s the only reason I said yes to her having a date. I can’t tell her she’s not allowed when I’m out doing the same thing.
After I cancel my date with Reba, of course, she’s fuming mad, but I don’t care. Sleeping with her would have been a mistake. I know that now, because if she’s like this just because I cancelled the date, how would she be when I would never have her again?
I end up parked in front of the neighbor’s house across the street. I want to see the man Ava is having a date with tonight. Flipping open my laptop that was in my bag in the back seat, I turn on the camera feed so I can hear everything, too.
This feels highly stalkerish.
The headlights of a car coming down the street shine in my face, and I stare. This loser has a shitty car. Why is she interested in him? I watch him get out; he’s tall, scrawny, and is he wearing suspenders? Glasses, too. What the fuck, Ava?
This is the kind of guy she likes?
I turn up the volume on my computer when Ava opens the front door and walks out. “Hey, Robert,” she says, smiling shyly.
“Avalynn,” he says just as shyly back. “You sure this is okay? I know you’re married and all, so this just feels kind of weird,” he admits awkwardly.
“Don’t worry about it. He’s probably off screwing the shrew right about now. We’re just having a date, not a big deal.” I clench my fists. Hearing her say that makes me feel like total shit.
I wait for about an hour before I decide to look into the living room window. What I see pisses me off. Robert’s arm is around Ava’s shoulder, and I don’t fucking like it. I storm around the house and open the front door, which startles Ava.
Her brows scrunch up as she looks at me. “You’re home awfully early,” she states.
I shrug and look to Robert. “Hey, man, what’s up?”
He looks uncomfortable. I walk over and hold out my hand. “I’m Cameron, Ava’s husband.” I stress the word husband, and he pales a little before looking over to Ava.
“Uh, look, Ava, this whole thing is kind of weird. I’m just gonna leave. See you in class on Monday,” he says, bolting toward the front door.
I look over at Ava and see shock all over her face. “What the heck?” She looks back to me. “What was that about?”
I shrug. “Who knows?” I plop down on the couch beside Ava and smile. “Want to order a pizza?”
“Um, sure,” she agrees hesitantly.
“Great. I’ll order. Pick a movie. Something light, maybe romantic,” I tell her. Women love that stuff.
She looks at me in shock. “Wait, you want to eat a greasy pizza, which you hate, and watch chick flicks with me?”
“Yes, and I don’t hate pizza. I just can’t eat it as often as you do without destroying my work outs.” I wink at her.
“Uh, okay then.”
I watch Ava eat while watching the movie. She scrunches her nose up at the romantic stuff that all girls go gaga over. Did I do that to her? Did I ruin romance for her? She is waving her hands around and yelling at the actors. It’s adorable. She catches me smiling and mouths, “What?” at me.
“Nothing, just really enjoying this tonight.”
She smiles. “You big dork.”
There is a bit