No Longer His Convenient Wife
Sienna said, her voice dropping into a lethal register.
"Oh, come on, don't be like that," Barnaby chuckled, his fingers sliding down towards her lower back. "Your mother said you were looking for a mature man—"
Sienna slapped his hand away with a sharp sound that made a nearby couple turn around. "Touch me again, Barnaby, and I will personally extract every single one of your molars without anesthesia. Get the hell away from me."
Barnaby’s face went pale with shock, and he quickly scurried off toward the bar, muttering about her terrible attitude.