Mackenzie's P.O.V.
26 February, 2019
I glared at Johnny. "f**k you," I spat.
"Anytime you're ready, Frances." He smirked.
I groaned in anger and shoved him backwards. "God, you're such a f*****g asshole. You're the most frustrating person I've ever met, you know that? How do you," I took a step towards him, "always make me," I jabbed a finger into his chest, snarling into his face, "so f*****g mad?"
To make matters worse, he didn't seem the slightest bit bothered by my angry outburst. He almost looked amused. "The question is why I always make you mad, and that answer is simple." The dark glint was back in his eyes. "I like making you mad because you look really, really hot when you're mad." His voice sounded gruff and heavy, laced with desire.
I was against the wall now, with one o
