“That's better." He looks at me and smiles. "It's easier to handle if you're not pussy footing around on the power.”

“Better?" he asks as he looks up at me. "I'm sorry. For everything, Ava.”

“No, it's the way he looks at you, like you're the centre of his universe.”

“Ava, you're driving like Miss Daisy. Will you put your foot down?”

“Well, Mr Ward. Given how much sex we have, I'd say you're the majority shareholder of power in this relationship.”

“Oh no, that's me grounded for a month.”

“Seriously. A man categorically devised the high heal and he did it in an attempt to make it easier for you dudes to rugby tackle us womenfolk to the ground and haul us back to your beds.”