[He wasn't expecting her to pinch him that hard, and he removes her hand from his cheek quickly.]
What are you, part crab? That hurt.
[He rubs the skin gently with the back of his hand but it still stings. He tries to keep his attention above her shoulders, but the temptation is too strong.]
I bet it's going to bruise.
[The words he's thinking slip out of his mouth without an ounce of restraint.]