“Noah Alexander Murphy, who the hell do you think you are?”

“Alexander?” Jesse cackles.

I stifle a grin. She’s pissed. I knew she would be. She should be. I hadn’t expected her to be so pissed that she’d show up on my doorstep, though. Amber was always a little spontaneous and unpredictable. She’s a firecracker, my dad used to say. Nice to see some things haven’t changed.

“I’m busy, Amber. Besides, we have nothing to say to each other.”

“Oh, I have plenty to say, and unless you want your stable...