Acquiring Trouble

enhanced them in a way that made him sit up and take notice.
    Her skirt was tight and high wa i sted , showing off how her slim waist flared out into her rounded hips form ing a perfect hourglass figure. Her violet eyes dared anyone to challenge her as she announced he r return to town. Her eyes gobbled him up as she approached him, never once looking away , then stopped in front of him.
    "Should I kiss you hello?" Morgan asked him. His groin tightened at the thought even though it was made in jest.
    "Once was enough, thank you."
    "Still holding a grudge?" s he laughed. " I’m sure Stacy has forgiven you and that you're blissfully happy with your two kids and dog." Miles detected the tightness in her words even with the smile on her face.
    "Stacy dumped me after your water tower stunt. She went to medical school at Vandy , met and married a fellow doctor. However, I don’t think my dog gives t w o tail wags that you’re here. " It still hurt when he said it. He had loved Stacy with the passion only a teenager could.
    "Well, it looks like I finally lived up to my reputation."
    Miles tightened his square jaw and narrowed his eyes at her. "Why don't you meet me at my office in an hour and we'll talk bu siness then," he said as he toss ed some money on the table.
    "With pleasure, Mr. Davies. It'll give me time to enjoy the delicious pancakes Miss Violet is whipping up." She pulled out the chair across from him, "I'll even take your seat since you're leavin g.”
     
    Morgan didn't wat ch as Miles stalked out of the c afé. She sat down in the chair and took a deep breath. Her back was to the c afé and she hoped it would signal them to leave her alone. There was only so much pretending she could do and she needed time to regroup before negotiations started with Miles.
    She reached into her purse and pulled out her smartphon e. Morgan started to respond to her email even as she felt Perfect Pam take the seat Miles had just vacated at the small round bistro table. Morgan ignored her. They'd talked enough for one lifetime that night seventeen years ago. There was nothing left to say.
    "Morgan?" Pam asked quietly. "Where have you been for the last seventeen years?"
    "Here and there," she responded, never looking up from her email.
    "What our parents did was wrong , Morgan." Pam whispered.
    "As I recall it, it wasn't just our parents." Morgan looked up when Miss Daisy set the plate of pancakes in front of her. "Thank you." Miss Daisy grunted and wa lked off as Morgan took a bite.
    "Morgan…" Pam began.
    "Look, Pam. I'm going to eat my pancakes and go to my meeting. I won't disturb P erfect Pam's perfect life. You leave me alone and I'll leave you alone… just like it was growing up," Morgan spat.
    "That's not what I want. Not now. Morgan, where are you staying?"
    "At a hotel in Lexington."
    "Oh no you're not." Miss Lily said as she put her hands on her hips. "Come hell or high water you're a Keenestonite and you'll stay here in Keeneston with your family."
    "Is there a new five star hotel I don't know about?" Morgan asked in her most superior voice.
    "Don't sass me, m issy. You'll sta y at the bed and breakfast and that's the end of it. " Miss Lily wiggled her finger at Morgan and she could feel her temper rise.
    "Funny how things have changed. Seventeen years ago you kicked me off your property and even threaten ed to call the s heriff if you found me in your yard again, and now you want me to stay with you? Thanks, but no thanks," Morgan said snottily.
    "Morgan, you owe it to your family to…" Miss Lily started, but Morgan had enough. She stood up, effectively cutting Miss Lily off.
    "With all due respect, my family disowned me along with the rest of this town. I don't owe you or them anything." Morgan spun on her heel and walked out of the c afé le tting the door slam behind her.
    Trouble had definitely come back to town and she was going to do everything in her power to make them feel her wrath. They had turned their backs on her and now they were going to pay. She was going to take Miles' s company and enjoy ever y minute of ripping it apart as he sat and watched along with everyone else in town. It may not affect Keeneston directly, but she'd show them she wasn't some young delinquent to be ordered around anymore. Nop e, she was a woman in charge and Miles was about to find out jus t how in charge she really was.

 
Chapter Six
     
    Miles slammed his car door and took a deep breath. What was it about Morgan