Ace stepped closer to her and she blew her top off. He hugged her, stopping her from leaving altogether. She punched him on the chest repeatedly. When he did not flinch, she got mad.
`Tramp? Whore? What about you? What is your opinion Mr Ace Wagner?' her punches did not inflict any pain on him, for he continued to stare at her with warm violet eyes. The corner of his lips turned slightly upward at this kitten's anger. Such a beautiful girl, despite the anger.
Seeing his smirk, she jabbed his shoes with her heels repeatedly, questioning her actions later because she almost fell over if Ace had not held her wrists tightly. Ace pulled her close to him, still smirking lazily at her.
She then proceeded to kick him, but Ace was not having any of it. He bends down and gripped the back of her knees and carried her over his shoulder like a rice sack. He made sure to wrap his arms tightly around her thighs, not wanting to flash her underwear.
