Chapter 42 Let's Call A Truce...

Between the time of which Amara’s brain could recover from Tobias’s sudden visit and comprehend what he had said, the male had taken a step forward, shortening the distance between them and demanded.

“We need to talk.”

“Talk?” Amara intensified her glare, hating his nerves even more when she recalled the picture Melanie had sent to her.

He sure had some balls, being all chummy with Celestine and then coming to demand they have a talk.

“We have nothing to talk about,” Amara firmly stated and stepped back, intending to shut the door in her ex husband’s face.

But her plans were foiled when he placed his leg in the doorway, effectively stopping her.

He grimaced, obviously regretting the consequences of his rash decision. But despite the pain, he carried on. “No, there are things I need to talk about.”

Amara was getting impatient, not only was the male being a pest, but his presence was also a nuisance.

And that fact was only taken to a whole new level when he literally forced his way into