Ava’s POV
“Five minutes,” Blaze reminded me.
I ignored him.
Cloe had already pulled her phone back out.
“Okay, this one—”
I reached for it.
She jerked it against her chest.
“No.”
“Give me your phone.”
“No.”
“Cloe.”
“Sissy.”
I narrowed my eyes.
She smiled.
Gage stood beside her looking far too entertained.
“You're supposed to be on my side.”
He pointed at Cloe.
“I'm sleeping with her.”
“Coward.”
“Absolutely.”
Blaze laughed behind me.
Traitor.
Grant leaned forward.
“What video is this?”
“None,” I answered.
Cloe answered at the same time.
“Sissy sparring with Ezra.”
Grant's eyebrows shot up.
“I want to see that.”
“No, you don't.”
“Yes, I do.”
Cloe tapped the screen.
I looked at Blaze.
“Do something.”
He shifted my shopping bags to one hand.
“Not getting betw
