Sitting down, Ian looks at Avalyn; he can't let her put herself at risk by talking to that guy ever again.
"Right, Mr. Cortez, you have to have nothing to do with him Avalyn, nothing at all do you hear me? I don't care if I throw you out and you have no money, stay the hell away." Avalyn laughs, looking at Ian.
"Why? You say not to trust him Ian, but maybe, it is because you're jealous. You're jealous of Marcus, which makes no sense because you don't want me, Ian, you just want to dictate how I live my life and who I fuck." Avalyn stares at him, his head shaking, she won't do as he says, he can go to hell if he thinks she will.
"Emily give us some space, please." Nodding she walks out, Ian shaking his head at Avalyn.