Annie grimaced, hand and arm up and blocking his arm as he moved. The bag still beaned her on the head, but her action was an indication of her attempting to redirect and control his motion.

Which was silly, when it was a meaningless gesture on his part, but she wasn't about to let someone with his height, weight, and reach have more leeway than they really needed. She hefted upward, letting go of her hold on him when she did so.

"I think you're going to have to pony up and ride this one home to the barn on your own," she said, eyes narrowing again.