Apologize?

 "He's your boyfriend?" James asked and smiled at Jason. "He seems protective."

"He's not my boyfriend, he just came back from a visit to the psychiatrist," she smiled nervously.

"Can I have your number?" He extended his phone. 

   "Of course," she took it and typed in her number.

"I'll see you around," he walked away.

    

       She looked at him with a death glare and walked out with him hot on her heels.

   "Tess, wait!" He grabbed her hand at the entrance and pulled her to a stop in front of the security guard.

  She dealt a loud slap.

"Ouch," the security guard mocked.

"Yeah, I deserve that. You have every right to be mad.."

    She dealt him another one.

   His face was turning red now.

       She removed the belt from her waist and handed it over to him. Along with th