"You should be, " he commented and gave little space between them, caught in a dilemma at how to handle her.
He rubbed at his temple agitated by his increasing headache.
"No matter what you do I am not stepping an inch into your fancy car or going anywhere with you, " she pronounced further, her arms crossed, presenting how true she is willing to stay to her words.
Deciding to be passive with her, he leaned slightly on the surface of his car, "Why?" He asks.
She turns and spares him a glance, slightly shocked he isn't throwing threats anymore, "Why?" she questions herself, looking for a suitable response. Her anger was still valid.
"Well, because I don't want to anymore for one, and also how rude you and your staff treated me."
"Rude? I cautioned her, "he defended.
"I don't care w
