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"You've known me for less than a month."

"Apparently that's long enough to know when you're jealous."

"I am not jealous."

I cock an eyebrow.

She gives me a snide smile. "Fine. I'm jealous. Happy?"

A stupid amount of satisfaction moves through me.

Her finger shoots toward my face. "Do not smile."

"I'm not."

"You are."

"I'm trying really hard not to."

"Jagger!"

I bite the inside of my cheek.

Her eyes narrow even more, but the corner of her mouth twitches.

The tension in my chest loosens by half an inch. I step closer. "Please tell me you fully understand that I don't give a shit about Megan."

"I know."

"Do you?"

"Yes."

"She was before you came back."

"I know that too."

"And I only slept with her because I was chasing you," I admit.

She wrinkles her nose. "I don't want to talk about her or any of your other conquests."

I tease, "Conquests?"

She swats me with the back of her hand.

"Okay!" I chuckle.

She takes a calming breath.

"There won't be anyone but you, Lainey. I promise you that," I vow.

Her expression softens further.

I reach for her, but she folds her arms tighter around herself.

The rejection stings. So I shove my hands into my pockets instead.

She quietly says, "This isn't really about Megan."