Wild Berry Meadow breaking my back just to know your name

He enjoyed playing with fire.

Despite her small stature, any bite would pack a punch. Her snap was just a warning to him, he knew he could push her a bit more before she would cross the line; if anything, he still had the upper hand. In fact, he would more than enjoy a tussle with the pretty thing. She wasn't even making eye contact with him now. Unlike her, he could hear the sound of her nervous gulp.

Bullshit. He challenged, growing closer, just inches from her ear—still prideful about the fact he was able to get a response from her at all.