The Ivory Cane

"Shut up, Sabrina," said Bay with barely controlled anger. "Maybe when I can think clearly I'll be able to offer an apology. Right now all I want to do is wring your neck!"

Sabrina would not consider the possibility that Bay had been prompted by desire for her. Her blindness had touched him - his emotion was based on pity.

All at once she could no longer regard Bay as a friend. She had started thinking of him as a man...and for her that was dangerously foolish!