Kat looked at him like he had taken one too many sips of the crazy juice. "And just where do you think I'm going to pull this money from, my ass?" She was in bikini and a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass let alone had enough room to hold anything in their pockets. This guy really was high or something. Or just insane. Hmm, maybe both?
Laughter filled the air as the little priss demanded an apology from her. He couldn't be serious! When it appeared that he was, she sat back with a grin. If it was an apology he wanted, then it was an apology he was going to get. "You're right, I really do owe you a couple of apologies."
She sounded sincere enough at first but come on, this was Kat he was talking about. "I'm sorry that I didn't break your nose the first time. I'm also sorry that I left your junk in tact after you tried molesting me in the storage closet. I'm really sorry that you didn't have the opportunity to brush before shoving your tongue down my throat and I apologize for giving you a free show of my breasts rather than just punching you in the face like you deserved. How's that?" Oh yeah, he could be that a shit eating grin was plastered right across her face.