Was flirting with my brand-new teammate a wise idea? Fuck no, especially not in the middle of this shit show the team was cooking. I knew the right thing to do: tuck that little look Shea gave me away, carry on, and pretend I hadn’t seen it. Shea’s eyes finally slid back to me. I smiled. His cheeks flared again, but a grin tumbled across his face, there and then gone as he quickly smothered it.
I’m swooning already
