Crap. I should’ve stopped after I gave them the alternative locations. She briskly walked toward her car, letting the crisp winter air into her lungs. He left me no choice. He’d taunted her on purpose and she’d taken the stupid bait and let her temper get the best of her. He’d probably expected her to back down. Ha. Little did he know she was just as willing to prod him back. The Ellison family business had taught her many things—the prim and proper side of politics, her socialite place in her family’s world, and how to be fierce when it came to protecting her own business. She’d never back down concerning Kiss from a Rose. Her minutes at the microphone might not have been pretty, but she’d been able to get the information she’d wanted out in the open. The only thing she’d wished she’d done was talk to her fellow business owners to let them know her suspicions beforehand. Now they know they might lose their businesses all because of me. The thought turned her stomach and burned.
