Jonas Ackerly/Kobe Catchlove (exactly 100 words, oh snap)
"I appreciate the offer, love, but I'd rather we not have a go--"
Jonas let out a squawk of bewildered terror when the fan lunged forward and grabbed two fistfuls of his shirt. She roughly tugged in opposite directions; buttons flew into the air and scattered.
Thank Zeus he'd put on an undershirt when he changed after show. Otherwise, he'd be standing there half-naked in front of a billion or so cameras.
The girl went rock-still and fell smack into the stone floor. Familiar fingers laced through his.
"She had it coming," Kobe said with a click of her tongue.
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