Faith started to step out, ignoring what he was saying, when he grabbed her shoulder and yanked her back inside. "Oh hell no." She muttered. Shifting the water to her other hand, she reached up and grabbed his hand at the wrist, gripping it and pulling it straight up. She spun towards him and jerked his arm behind his back, forcing him to slam against the wall. She may have been tired, but she still had her defense mechanisms and training, and she was pissed. "Don't fucking touch me ever again!"
To keep him in placed, she was forced to be right up against him, and despite her anger, sure, she was turned on just a bit. Hell, she was human, right? Plus, she hadn't gotten laid since before her coma, and just being this close to a guy-whether she was in the middle of kicking his ass or not-was a little distracting. "'less I tell you to." She amended her earlier statement.
The brunette leaned in to whisper in his ear-she may have been a couple inches shorter than him, but she was still strong enough to hold him in place while her husky voice spoke softly. "Now I'm gonna take this holy water shit and go hunt down a vamp. If you're so much of a vamp-fucker, you can go warn him, but you are gonna let me leave, kay?"