Mercedes pov
His hands roaming around my body made me come back to my senses. I push away from him and slapped him hard across his face.
"Ouch! What did you do that for?" He asked rubbing his face. I ignored him trying to hide the burning sting in my hand.
I took a deep breath " sandwich" I slapped my forehead, seriously sandwich, I just said the first thing that came to my head and it was sandwich,great going Mercedes.
"Do you always have this tendency of violent even to yourself?"
"Do you ever have a mouth?" what's the hell, I know he is hot but calm yourself down woman, you are losing control
"I always had a tendency of making women ramble"
"What do you mean?" I gave him a challenging look
"You said I'm hot" all I could think of is how to wipe the smirk off his face, I had so many things to tell him, like he is nothing but an obnoxious, incompetent, annoying, identity crisis excuse of a human. But I froze, think fast think fast