Talia POV
Marcus is breathing hard and running his hand through his hair.
He looks like he can't quite believe what he just did either.
"He was going to kiss you," Marcus says as if that explains everything.
"So what?!" I yell. "So what if he was going to kiss me? We're not together, Marcus! You don't get to show up and assault random men just because you're jealous!" I snap, my anger bubbling violently inside me.
"I'm not jealous…" he starts to protest but I don't give him the chance.
"You literally just punched a guy in the face for trying to kiss me!" I interrupt. "That's the definition of jealous!"
"He shouldn't have been touching you," Marcus insists.
"He asked for permission!" I shout. "Which is more than you ever did in our entire relationship or whatever the hell we were c
