“What I did with you at Emilio’s was not something I’ve ever done with anyone else before.” “Me either,” she whispers. “I know.” I set my coffee on the kitchen counter and kick my hip against it, crossing my arms. “Plus, if it makes you feel better, since I know you’re definitely jealous.” She rolls her eyes at me. “Most people only go after me because they think it’ll get them closer to Leo.”
