“Vivianna,” Nadir says with a tipped smile. “Things have kept me away. You look delicious.” I bristle in irritation at those words. He told me I looked fine, and this female gets “delicious?” Nadir’s gaze flicks momentarily towards me and then to our clasped hands, and it’s then I realize I’m squeezing his fingers so hard my knuckles have gone white.
OOOOO HE KNOWS SHE JELLYYYYY
