Chapter Seven
Ash hadn’t seen Violet since she’d sneaked out of his apartment a month ago. He didn’t know how she’d managed to avoid him in a town this small—it was almost impressive, in a way.
At the moment, she looked like a cat with its fur standing on end, her eyes blazing. He wondered for the thousandth time what the hell he’d done to freak her out. If the s*x hadn’t been a big deal to her, why had she gone out of her way to avoid him?
“Hi,” she said briskly as she opened her car door. “And goodbye.”
He put out a hand to stop her from opening the door. “That’s it? What the hell did I do to warrant that kind of a greeting?”
Her shoulders tensed before slumping. “You didn’t do anything,” she said, speaking to the car window. “But I need to get home.”
Ash wasn’t about to let her le
