Avery spoke first.

"Tomorrow is a weekend. Are you free?"

"In the morning or afternoon?" Elliot asked.

His voice sounded low and hoarse, yet it was still filled with the same magnetism and was just as attractive as it had been four years ago.

"In the morning!" Avery answered.

Her judgment was impaired by the alcohol. She felt particularly brave, and so, she spoke without thinking things through.

"Remember to bring along your ID and marriage certificate. If our meeting goes well, we could sign the divorce papers tomorrow morning itself!"

Elliot had not expected Avery to be this aggressive.

It was completely different from what Chad described.

"You'll regret this, Avery," Elliot said as his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat, and his grip around his phone tightened.

"I won't f*cking regret it!"

Elliot's words had angered Avery.

"If the divorce goes through tomorrow, I'm getting some fireworks and setting them off for the next twenty-four hours!" Avery said, then burst into l