I'll do it my way

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

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The next morning, Ava woke up earlier than she needed to and was immediately irritated. She was even more so to see Devin sleeping with his head on the desk as though she was some wicked witch who had banished him from the bed.

Getting up, she decided to make use of his amazing shower and when she caught herself opening the door gently so as not to wake him, she made sure to slam it extra hard. Enough was enough, she was grabbing her life by the horns.

The water massaged away the majority of her stress and she felt much more relaxed and ready to face the day. Today there was Sunday mass and then afterwards she'd be free. After that she needed to talk to her father.

Fair enough, when she'd come to America she'd had an ulterior motive in regards to her drama aspirations. However, it hadn't even been a year since her mother's death and she needed some sort of family.

It still seemed so odd for her to think about her mother as dead. Her mother was the most full of life person she knew and the idea that she was gone was hard to accept. And just like that the tension was back in her body.

When she finally got out with a towel wrapped around her she felt extremely smug to see a red eyed exhausted Devin sitting by the bed. Even though his eyes remained trained on her, she studiously ignored him.

As she went over to his closet where she had stashed a spare uniform after her first Merry-ho crisis, she wondered when he was going to snap out of this . Not because she wanted to talk to him, of course, but she felt it would make giving him the cold shoulder more satisfactory.

"I'm not used to this."

I'm sorry, did something speak? She thought snarkily.

"Look Ava, I-" he hissed out a breath as she dropped her towel and reached in for her stockings, "fuck."

Dropping the rest of her uniform on the bed, she turned over to him and after wiggling into her little bit of lace underwear she joined him on the bed. 

"After a peaceful night's sleep," she said as she slowly pulled on her stocking, fully aware that his attention was on her bare breasts, "I've rethought what happened yesterday and I've decided that I don't have any 'current boyfriend'."

Ava kept her voice steady as she spoke and her face was free of any emotion. His treatment of her was pissing her the hell off and now she had to call her father and deal with him. 

Devin leaned forward and snapped her out of her thoughts with a kiss, except this time she wasn't having it. Even though his masterful lips begged her to open up to him, she pulled his hair hard and bit his lip.

She'd give him a couple of points for style though because even though she was sure it hurt given the hiss he let out, he still managed to give her lip a nip. When he pulled back, seeing that she had broken skin made her smirk and she didn't feel guilty, not in the least.

"I want to do this right," he spoke, "you're gorgeous, intelligent and I love being around you."

"Hmm," she felt somewhat appeased, however he had a long way to go to making this even remotely right, so she prompted him, "and?"

"And I apologise for acting cagey yesterday." 

"Okay."

"We're back to that now?" He smirked.

"I have yet to get any sort of reasonable explanation from you," she said as she put on her bra, "I'm hard pressed to think of any reason that would make it in the least bit alright. And if by some miracle you do have one, I've just been turned completely off by the immature way in which you dealt with it. I have a lot going on in my life and I don't have time in it for people who can't communicate."