“Why don’t you calm down, go home, relax a little. When you see things a little clearer, then we’ll talk about how we’re going to manage the stables so everyone can be happy.”
“If you think I’m working with you, you’re crazy.”
She tried to storm out, but Jake grabbed her again and held her back.
“You’re not going anywhere, Ms. Plover, until you settle down.”
“I am not a child.”
“But you’re acting like one.”
“You’ve said enough.” She jerked again, but with no results. She was no match for Jake’s brawn.
“I need your cooperation, Amanda, or the deal is off. You’re out of the stable altogether. And I will do that if you rile me now.”
“Oh, so you might be riled,” she said with defiance ringing in each syllable she spoke.
“Seems to me you’re too big for your britches.”
She laughed, smu
