"Oh, so now, you're going back on your word." Lord Han said as he folded his arms across his chest.
"I'm not." Austin replied.
"But you were clearly about to use your status as prince to deny what you did."
"And what exactly did I do?"
"You grabbed my daughter's butt."
Austin coughed softly. "Okay, you're right. But technically, it was just a--uh--supportive gesture."
"Supportive? Really? I highly doubt that because I saw it with my own eyes and you smacked it like it owed you rent."
"Pfft--alright, alright, I'll admit I got carried away yesterday, I shouldn't have smacked her butt the way I did."
Lord Han gave a long sigh before placing his palm on his face as he walked closer to Austin. "Ugh, I raised my daughters for eighteen years, but then I blinked for two minutes and now you're out here patting their rear ends like ripe melons in a market."
Austin held up his hands while taking two steps backwards. "Hey, for the record, I was just checking its firmness."
