She scoffed.

“Of course not. That would be… primitive.”

“Ava…” He leaned in until his face was just inches from hers. “Was it because of the student?”

“It’s not… not exactly that…”

“You were jealous. You were. I bet you imagined things, didn’t you?”

“Gabriel…”

“Say it. Go on. Admit it. You were jealous of her looking at me, weren’t you? Imagining her calling me professor… in a very indecent way…”

Ava crossed her arms, irritated, but her eyes betrayed her.

“Perhaps a minor emotional discomfort w