“You’re awfully feisty today,” Tony couldn’t help but tease as he ducked the jab Lana had aimed at him.
She’d gone to clear her head and blow off some steam on the training grounds before going to get ready for Tony’s party. Tony had found her and offered to be her opponent in a mock fight. He’d figured it’d help her dispel some of her anger if she got a few punches into him. But it hadn’t worked as of yet.
Lana sneered, aiming to punch the smirk of Tony’s face. Tony grabbed her fist, simultaneously pulling her into him while flipping her around. His hand snaked around her waist, holding her against him a little too closely.
He found he rather enjoyed it. Lana grunted and pulled with all her might as she tried to duck and pull his big form over her shoulder. It didn’t work. He fell on
