you more than most, am I right?”
It was no use. All the anger and frustration flooding Presley’s veins had nowhere to go, no way out. Some days she thought running around in endless circles with her stepmother would never end. Why her father had subjected her to this particular hell, she’d never know.
And despite the threat she’d just made, she had little expectation of any change. The next shiny diamond to cross Marjorie’s path would catch her attention and block out all reason.
Leaving Presley with another six-foot-four-inch problem to solve—a magnitude totally out of her league.
Kane’s response didn’t exactly put her fears to rest. “I assure you, Ms. Macarthur, Presley and I have gotten off to a very good start. And we will be seeing a great deal of each other in the future.”
His words should have heaped another helping onto her pile of worry. Instead anticipation tingled in her stomach, warming her from the inside out. This was wrong. All wrong.
Presley preferred situations she could control.
“That settles that, then,” her stepmother offered with a toothy grin.
Marjorie’s problems always disappeared. Presley’s merely grew. And she had a feeling she was way out of her depth on this one.
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