Matt halted behind Regina, an evil smirk playing on his lips. He placed both hands on Regina's shoulder, trailing up softly until his hands were wrapped around her neck.
"I can see that jealousy has eroded your sense of reasoning, old woman." He slowly tightened his grip but not to the point of choking her.
"Old woman!" Regina's eyes narrowed in slits; her cheeks flushed with fury. "How dare you?"
"Isn't that what you are..." Matt drawled tauntingly while tightening his grip by an inch. ".... an old woman." He forcefully turned her around to face him, towering over her like a dark cloud. "You think this flabby skin of yours can compare to the smooth, soft and succulent skin of my wife."
Regina gritted her teeth, fuming inwardly at his insensitive remarks. "Well you know what, why don't you go back to your miserable cow, you arrogant fool." She angrily slapped his hands away from her collarbone and tried to stand up.
