<span style="color: #FFBF40"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Devona</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/16aaa03c-d70c-49d0-833d-aa82d7697d9f_zpsf037c19c.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF40"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Sir Abel M. Delecroix</span></span></div></span><br/><br/>Abel listened to Martine's words as calmly as he could, but she had thrown so much at him in such a small amount of time that it was difficult to keep himself composed. First he was angry that Hector would do such a thing, then surprised by Martine and Iris' quick forgiveness, followed by his worry for both Martine and his sister. But as Martine explained it, he could understand Hector's reaction, but did that really excuse the man? Likely not and Hector probably realized that.<br/><br/>Martine seemed to want to drop the topic and when she finished her explanation, she had stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0040FF">"Are you ready to get your ass beaten by a young girl?" </span></span></span>she suddenly said and he was caught by surprise as she poked him in the chest. Just as he was about to retort, though, she surprised him once more by smacking his ass and running off. He stood for a moment, sputtering nonsense in shock, only to find his wits again and running after her. He chased her down the hall, the two of them shouting and laughing like children.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FFBF00">"Martine! You little minx!"</span></span>he called after her. She was fast, but he was quickly gaining on her. When he was right on her, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards himself. She whirled around and landed in his arms and without giving her a moment to think, he leaned down and kissed her. When he pulled away both were panting heavily from the chase, and partly from the kiss.<span style="color: #FFBF00"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Is this what I have to look forward to in the future? Chasing my wife down the halls for a simple kiss?"</span></span>he asked with amusement and a flirtatious smirk. Again, he did not give her a moment to speak and brought his lips against hers again.