He startled at the feel of the fists against his chest, crying out as he felt himself slip back against the opposite wall, winding back to hit Ennis back before stopping at the sight of him- her.
He wouldn't hit women- a woman he loved. But this wasn't a woman he loved. It was Ennis, a man he loved. His hand stayed up, not bothering to hide the anger in his voice.
"What the fuck's your problem, Ennis? I didn't push nothin',"