Her fists clenched, Deanna retorted, "You're a pest! You deserved more than a slap!"

A pest?

Was she talking about their accidental kiss?

His face took on a darker hue.

"Who harassed whom, Miss? It was you who pushed me down, remember?"

Stumped, Deanna gestured at her lips, sputtering,

“What? Don't play the victim card because you're a woman. I wasn't thrilled about the kiss either! Leave my car now!

Feeling disgruntled, Keegan had to acknowledge his terrible Luck. He couldn't wait to put distance between himself and this volatile girl.

“You're a liar and a cheat. You're a lowlife!"

Feeling the sting of Keegan's dismissive behavior, Deanna seethed.

Keegan shrugged indifferently.

“Sure, I am. I'm an awful man. Are you leaving my car now or not?”

"You!" Finding no words, Deanna huffed. Remembering how he'd stolen her first kiss, her rage flared. She grabbed his wrist and bit down hard.

“Ouch! Keegan winced, watching her storm out of the car after her bite, he was left dumbfounded.

Was this woman a canine in her past life?

That bite was ferocious!

Upon stepping out of the car, Deanna vented her rage with a hefty kick at the door, only to wince as her foot throbbed in response.

She yelped and hopped in pain.

Watching the spectacle unfold from the car, Keegan couldn't help but shake his head, amusement glinting in his eyes, before he drove away.

He only hoped he wouldn't cross paths with this tempestuous girl again.

“Not so fast, you jerk! I'm not done with you

As the car exhaust fumes filled her nostrils, Deanna clenched her fists in simmering fury.