“No one flirts with me,” I say, and she laughs. “What?” “That girl three tables behind you won’t stop looking over here. And don’t get me started on the one by the bathrooms.” “Sounds like you might be jealous, Sinclair.” I reach a hand up and brush my fingers down her cheek. “But you don’t have to worry about them. I’m only looking at you. I have been for a while now.” Avery’s eyes soften, and I feel her smile in the center of my chest. “I’m only looking at you too, Reid.”
