"What's your problem? Freeze right there—Justin Sidney, I said FREEZE!"
Valerie stomped back to the bedroom, fuming as she changed, thanking her lucky stars the coffee wasn't boiling. Otherwise, her skin would be bubbling right now.
She poured a fresh cup and marched upstairs, slamming it in front of Ryan.
"What were you and Justin going at each other's throats about?"
Valerie glared at her coffee-stained blouse. "Total disaster, I swear. I was barely through the door when he charged out like a raging bull. Coffee everywhere. And get this—I asked if he was okay, and the jerk snarled at me to 'watch where I'm going.' That guy's temper's more unstable than nitroglycerin!"
"Oh?" Ryan's brow furrowed, his voice thick with feigned interest. "So he's actually been nice to you before?"
Vale
