'When a man likes a woman, he's the one who's supposed to be all over her, holding her and whispering sweet nothings in her ear. It's not supposed to be the other way around.'
'Justin Sullivan had no feelings for Selena Sheridan. The one he liked was Georgia Thorne.'
"To be honest, I've known Georgia for a long time, and I've liked her for just as long. That's all there is to it." Justin Sullivan's fists tightened without him realizing it. "Elliot, you and Georgia aren't right for each other. Stay away from her!"
Elliot sneered. 'Who was he to say whether he and Georgia were right for each other?'
"I'm warning you, if anything happens to Selena, I will never forgive you!"
Elliot Sheridan hung up. Owen Sawyer knocked and entered. "Any word?"
"Not yet. They're still looking. They'll let us know the second they find anything." Elliot grunted, his fingers drumming an irregular rhythm on the desk.
Owen Sawyer saw it—a classic sign that Elliot's patience was wearing thin.
