You started arguing over disagreements but it was getting heated because you're proud and don't like to be contradicted, and you ended up hitting him in the face to make him shut up.

Jaime looks at you in surprise, your lip starts to bleed and you breathe heavily, trying to keep control.

"Why did you do that?" he whispers, trying to wipe the blood away with his forearm. You turn your face away as you answer. "Because you're an asshole!"

"And you're a bitch!" Jaime exclaimed, and at that moment you couldn't stand it any longer and grabbed him by the shirt.

You pushed him against the wall, trying to suffocate him. Jaime tried to defend himself by removing your hands, but this only made your bodies rub together more, but you were determined and wanted to make him suffer for your words, although your anger slowly turned to desire, you didn't know if the heat you felt was from anger or desire.