Location: Rocco’s. Time: Evening. Status: Closed for @drarnault / “Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.” ( x )
The second she’d felt even the slightest bit of touch against her ass, she’d whipped around, her hand wrapping around the man’s wrist and pulling it up and away from her. Accidental or not, her instincts quickly kicked in and allowed for her anger to quickly build inside her. Luckily, she’d caught herself before her other hand had collided against his face in a closed fist; even if that felt like the best way to deal with this. “Yeah, well, you fucking did, didn’t you?” Her small hand was wrapped tightly around his wrist, only tightening its grip with each passing second as her eyes bore into his, her already dark eyes somehow darker. She’d dealt enough with accidental touches over the years in her male dominated field, she didn’t take too lightly to it. “Keep your hands to yourself or next time, I’ll cut it off, alright?” She offered him a feigned, sweet smile before releasing her grip around his wrist, pushing him away from her in the process.
