Oh how Mars wanted to deck him. He wanted to strangle Priestly, to wrap his hands around his neck and just...he lost his train of thought, as he began to think of running his fingers over Priestly's neck, down to his chest, and leaning in to kiss him, passionately pressing their lips together...
Mars jumped when he realized what he was thinking about.
"I-I hate you!" he spat suddenly, his face red.
Mars jumped when he realized what he was thinking about.
"I-I hate you!" he spat suddenly, his face red.