Lucas Neil Parker finally grabbed the young lady's arm, he made her feel uncomfortable, but he swept her off her feet, carrying her back to the living room and settling her on the couch.
"Kim, stop fighting me, okay?" he asks grabbing her by the chin and making sure that he has her attention.
Kimberly is still crying, she has snort coming down her eyes, she doesn't want to do this, she shouldn't be doing this, but she knows she has to put her emotions under control, she owes that to herself, at least.
"Lucas," she whimpers when he tightens his grip on her chin.
When he notices that the man wouldn't bulge without her compliance, she stops fighting her.
"Good girl. I don't want to hurt you, so, stop pushing my button, I have a small patience dangling on a silly thread, if you keep
