ANGELINA -
"Come on, Angelina," Danzel called out, "We are going to be late."
"Don't you dare start with that!" I said, glaring at him from the mirror as I fixed my hair, "I was ready thirty minutes ago. You jumped on me as soon you saw me."
He laughed at my words, "Don't make it sound like that. I know you enjoyed it."
I snorted at his words and saw him walking closer. He narrowed his eyes at me playfully and pressed himself. Groaning at his action, I pushed him back.
"Go back; I won't let you mess up my hair again."
"It's not my fault that you look so damn sexy," he whispered huskily, "I am a man with thin patience."
I breathed in to control my nerves and looked at him, "Yeah? Well, I tend to have a lot of patience."
"What's gotten into you these days?" Danzel said, rubbing his hand up and down my waist, "You are all snappy and everything."
With my teeth clenched tightly, I said, "If you don't like me then say it."