When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Yet her darting eyes gave her away.

Stellas lips curved into a cool, almost taunting smile.

Without breaking eye contact, she reached for a pair of scissors lying on the table.

Holding them out to Lindsay, she said smoothly, Go ahead.

Isnt this what you wanted? Heres your chance.

Take these scissors and destroy the dresses-or come up with some other brilliant way to ruin them.

Lets see if youve got the nerve.

Lindsay reeled from Stellas abrupt challenge.

Her eyes wide, she shot back a fiery retort.

You think I lack the guts? A tremor of mixed anger and panic vibrated through her voice.

Stellas smirk only widened, her tone laced with provocation.

You claim courage? Prove it.

Stop the chatter; Im itching to see your next move. Consumed by fury, Lindsay seized the scissors with a fierce grip, hoisted them aloft, and brought them down toward the lavish dresses, unleashing the pent-up storm of jealousy and resentment.

the throes of her wrath,

of anxious thoughts

Stella? Stellas eyes, gleaming with mockery, fixed

mid-rebellion? Werent you just a fountain of

s ...

was then that the realization dawned on

glint of malice flashing

she took a cautious glance around and indeed, her gaze caught the ominous

followed Lindsays alarmed look and offered a thin

not so naive, I

scorn, You boasted

spooked by a little camera? Seems your bravery

fierce red, her indignation

gritted teeth, she spat,

the scissors from Lindsays grasp

Heed my warning, Lindsay.

my event, and Ill make sure its your

crush you without a

resolve in Stellas eyes sent an icy shiver down Lindsays

Stellas menacing

an accusing finger at Stella, Lindsays voice cut

trap for me! Stella merely laughed off the accusation, her voice dripping

coerce you into the