I was stopped from rewriting my notes when I heard Jericho’s voice. I looked up and saw him frowning as he looked down at me.
I narrowed my eyes on him. “Pardon?” I asked. But I swear, if he’s going to repeat what he said, I’m going to crush him alive. Knight is not a dork. Or maybe he is but he’s my dork. And no one must call him that way other than me.
He rolled his eyes on me. “You’re dating the Einstein wannabe.” He stated and I slammed my hands on the table and glared at him.
“One more time, Jericho Marquez, and I’ll freaking crush you.” I warned him but he didn’t even budge.
He just shrugged at me. “What do you actually expect from me?” He asked me.