"Followin' rules ain't my thing." He growled. "I beg ya ta try 'n stop me, darlin'. I love a good challenge." The pad of his finger brushed gingerly over her cheek. Oh he liked her. Spunky.
"Hope yer up fer the fight. Never did like a girl that rolled over 'n played dead." With her delicate face gripped tightly in his hand he kissed her on the lips roughly. Letting her go with a bit of a shove Creed got to his feet, a deep chuckle rumbling in his throat.