"I thought you had something else to add."
"There's no one else here, so cut the act, Inspector David. Men's little schemes, do you think I don't get it?"
Ivanka was still smirking, as if she had seen right through what David was thinking inside.
David showed a hint of embarrassment. Ivanka, with her supermodel past and the added status of an American princess, was the dream girl of countless men. To say he had no interest in her would just be self-deception.
"Alright then, he does his thing, I do mine. God knows how many women he has outside, I haven't interfered, and he better not try to control me!"
"Well, since you've put it that way, don't blame me for not holding back!"
David turned fierce as well; at this point, if he still hesitated, he wouldn't be a man.
"Giggle, let's see what you've got... Ah!!!"
Before Ivanka could finish her sentence, David pounced like a hungry tiger upon its prey, and instantly the room erupted in a mess of tossed-aside gear...
