Emotions flitted over Steve's face, most of all confusion, "I don't mind the fighting. I told you, it was a good effort. You need work, but you're not helpless Yoon. But what set it off? Why was my hand on your ass such a shock?"

Steve wanted answers more than he wanted absolute obedience. The rage was still simmering, but the longer he had, the less intense it was. Even the hotel couldn't influence him for long.