Teddy caught the key she chucked at him against his chest. He shoved it into his pocket and he moved forward towards her. Seething, he stopped in front of her looking straight into her eyes, that were oozing out pure anger.
"Get inside, I am not having this fucking argument in the middle of the street," He said through clenched teeth. If she wanted it to be this way, he could play at it too. In his right hand his fist was balled up so tightly he was pretty sure his palm would begin to bleed soon.