“He doesn’t look at you like just a friend.” “He’s a flirt!” I exclaim, my eyes widening as I look up and realize Josh seems bothered by this. “Are you…jealous?” A flurry of excitement shoots through my veins at that notion. “Don’t act like a child,” he growls, his eyes narrowing on me. “I just can’t help but notice that he let you get into an Uber with a perfect stranger.” Josh points in the direction of the Corolla that’s just pulled away. “If you were mine, I’d never let you out of my sight at night.”
