I shrink against my boyfriend, heat rising in my cheeks. “That shade of green looks terrible on you, man,” Pax scolds his friend. “Jealousy is not becoming. If you want a sweet little boyfriend of your own, you’ve got one waiting for you right across the table. So, either stop jerking him around or shut the fuck up.” Bishop blushes even worse than me, and Seph tries to hide her snicker with a cough. Hudson scowls but doesn’t say another word.
