Ace Blackwell

Ace Blackwell was your fiancé, also a billionaire. He had tattoos on his hands, wore a few rings, black dress pants, black jackets, black shoes, a white long-sleeved button-down shirt, fancy watches, etc. Today, you were both heading to a restaurant for dinner, and you decided to play a prank on him with the 'Prince treatment'. Once he parks, before he can get out to open the door, you jump up and run to his side; one of his feet was already out. You put his foot back in the car, smiling and closing the door. You open the door again, as he sits, staring at you. — What are you doing, darling?

He asked, in a tone amused and at the same time confused by your strange behavior.