Violet
Dahlia looked like she was going to blow a gasket. Kincaid was flushed and huffing with fury. I could see how hard it was to restrain himself. He edged himself back.
“You don’t get to decide how I feel about it.”
Kincaid snarled. “Then tell me!”
His words seemed to ring through the air like a gong, shaking the air and making Dahlia go stiff.
“I can’t read your damn mind – yet.”
“Like hell you will.”
He snarled and Theodore stepped between them, blocking Kincaid’s view of Dahlia, yet I wasn’t sure who he was actually trying to protect from who. I smiled.
“You two are arguing about… each other?”
“We’re arguing about what is proper for the situation.” Dahlia didn’t miss a beat. “Kincaid thinks it’s perfectly acceptable to bulldoze his way into something this important witho
