“Oh my god.” She smiles wider. “Are you jealous?” I scoff. “No.” Her eyes light up. She’s too smart for my bullshit. “Uh, yes, you are. You’re jealous.” I suck in a deep breath, running my hand through my hair. “I need another drink.” “Hayden.” “Okay.” I look down at her. “Yes. I’m jealous. He looked at you like—” I cut myself off. Like he wanted to fuck her. Like he wanted to do all the things I’ve been dreaming and fantasizing about for years.
