Quinn Thorne knew that his image in Olivia Sterling's mind had long since calcified into something immovable. It didn't matter how persuasive his words might be or how eloquently he argued his case. She simply would not believe him. Having a silver tongue meant nothing when the listener had already decided you were worthless. The only thing that could change her mind was undeniable proof laid bare before her eyes.
So he said nothing. He simply pressed the accelerator harder, watching the green light at the approaching intersection begin its countdown from nine.
His silence seemed to confirm something for Olivia. She recognized that look on his face, the tightening of his jaw, and she knew she had pricked that fragile pride of his again. She softened her tone slightly and shifted the conv
