The man's hand, calloused from years of handling guns, slid directly from his waist to hers.
She blushed, immediately issuing an order of eviction, "Alexander Kingsley, we broke up, don't touch me!"
"You're not welcome here!"
Her tone was filled with gunpowder, as if she was truly angry.
But Alexander Kingsley grabbed her with his big hand, pulling the little woman into his arms, his cold and stern demeanor completely engulfing her, "I'm not done playing with you, there's no breakup."
What did he take her for?
Capturing his heart and then wanting to irresponsibly run away?!
"You bastard! Uh uh! Let me go…" She was lifted by him with one hand, thrown straight over his shoulder, his big hand covering her leg, the position making her blush, "Alexander—ah—what are you doing!"
The two were "flirting" downstairs, overheard by the aunt upstairs, leaving the old aunt blushing.
Oh my, the military officer sure has good stamina!
