**Grayson POV**
Wow!
I froze for a moment, realizing that it had been a long time since I got hit by someone.
The last time I got hit was by my father when I refused to be the heir to the company and chose my own path, as an ice hockey player.
So I was quite surprised.
Never in my life did I imagine that I would get hit by a woman, especially my own fated mate. Not to mention the punch I got for claiming my rights!
Despite that, Quinn's punch felt light as a feather almost unfelt because her hand is so petite. Instead, it felt ticklish.
Yet it seemed like Quinn got scared and regretted it, because after that she immediately bowed deeply. Followed by the endless apologies she then uttered.
"Grayson... I really didn't mean to. I'm sorry."
"Sorry Grayson, I didn't mean to hit you."
