“The thought of you even looking at someone else fills me with an indescribable ache,” he says, punctuating the last word by thrusting a finger into me, making room where there previously was none. “An ache I have no right to feel, no right to indulge, but God, I can’t help it sometimes. Anyone glances in your direction, and I’m tempted to rip their fucking heart out. I like knowing you feel it too.”
Jealous Much?!?!? 🙃
