Journee was about to put her foot on his neck when Archer pulled her back and wrapped his arms around her shoulder and stomach and pleaded with her, "Please stop! He does not know that you don't like being touched without permission, without consent."
"And yet you… touched me!" growled Journee and looked at him from the corner of her eyes.
He immediately backed up and raised his arms in defeat. "I was just trying to stop you from hurting him. You already made Zion fall on him. He is already hurt. I am just trying to protect everyone."
"Huh… always the bodyguard, right?" mocked Journee.
"Yes, I try to be. No one will touch you. Just leave. We want no retaliation. I still have not forgotten what you did to my car," growled Archer.
"Good!" A smirk appeared on Journee's face. Suddenly, her anger was gone.
That made Archer angry. How dare she touch his car and now was mocking him. He chided, "I will do the same with your car one day. Then you will feel what I felt."
