Daisy shook her head and took a big step back. She wasn’t buying Benton’s act. She didn’t like the way he was trying to tell her what she ought to do and feel, and she didn’t like that he was acting like it was no big deal for him to touch her. Riva might fall for this sort of thing, but Daisy wasn’t about to.
“Nope,” Daisy said. “I just figured out that I shouldn’t be here.”
Benton started getting to his feet, and Daisy’s pulse found an entirely new reason to shift into high gear. She grabbed her purse and dashed for the door. Probably, he wouldn’t try to force her to stay, but probably wasn’t good enough for her just then.
She grabbed the doorknob and took way too long figuring out that he’d used the chain and deadbolt to shut them in. Behind her, Riva and Benton were yelling. Daisy’s heartbeat thudded so loudly in her ears that she couldn’t make out what they were saying.