❣ [sends because why not]
Send me a ❣ for my muse's reaction to yours kissing mine while in a heated argument
This was becoming a habit of Henry’s. He kissed her to keep her from babbling, which she liked, he kissed her because it was morning, because he’d walked into the room, just because he could and Stephanie adored it. Adored that attention from him, and honestly she’d be lying if she said she didn’t kiss that man every single time it was appropriate and she could (and sometimes when she really shouldn’t).
But right now? When her face is red and she’s so mad at him she’s actually near tears? When what she’d really like to do is screech like a banshee at him and stomp off to go shopping or speed around the countryside on her bike - to hell with him and the argument - it infuriates her even more.
She bites his lip and uses all the force in her significantly smaller body to shove him away. It’s the first time she’s ever done something like this in this life. Oh they’ve fought before - viciously - but not this life.
“Get out -” No. No this was his house. Her head shakes. “Never mind. Don’t move. Don’t call your guards to look for me. Don’t get them to turn the gps on in my phone. I am going for a ride. You will leave me the frig alone or so help me, Henry!”
She’s so mad there are tears and she can’t even finish the sentence before stalking away from him. This was awful.
