The hall seemed to be filled with something dangerous, a heavy layer of ice breaking down. Jared Quinn felt a surge of anger ignite, "Is this what you call being busy? Having things to do?"
This was the Jared Quinn she dreaded seeing the most. Melody Thorne unconsciously took two steps back, "He just came back today, so it was right for me to welcome him. We've already agreed not to interfere with each other."
"Not interfere, and then turn to another man?" Jared Quinn stepped closer, his gaze resting on her form, the temperature in the hall dropping further, "Where are the flowers I sent over?"
Melody Thorne "... There were too many, I couldn't carry them, so I left them at the reception."
Jared Quinn's handsome features turned even colder, a thin layer of ice in his eyes, as he moved closer to her, grasping her wrist, "Too many to hold, or did you throw them away?"
