“That man,” Gus points in Julian’s direction, “is head-over-heels in love with you.” I blink at him a few times. “Are you crazy?” Gus shakes his head at me. “He can’t keep his hands off you.” I sigh, annoyed. “He likes my body.” “He likes you.” Gus gives me a look. Bridget purses her lips. “He is protective of you.”
