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.

wrath,

thoughts swirled

this a ploy by Stella? Stellas

Werent you just a fountain

s ...

was then that the realization dawned on

glint of malice flashing

sharp as she took a cautious glance around and indeed, her gaze caught the ominous blink of a

followed Lindsays alarmed look and offered a

not so

taunted, dripping with scorn, You boasted

spooked by a little camera? Seems your

cheeks burned a fierce

teeth, she spat, Dont get

scissors from Lindsays grasp with a chilling

Heed my warning, Lindsay.

my event, and Ill make sure its your

you without a second

Stellas eyes sent an icy shiver

shaken by Stellas menacing words, causing her

accusing finger at Stella,

merely laughed off the accusation,

backstage? Did I coerce you into