“What did you say, again?” I asked Ethan while he is putting the tray on the bedside table. I got out of my bed and stood in front of him, looking at him intensely.
“Are you jealous of Marcus?” I asked again before he could say anything to me. “He is my cousin, you know that, right?”
He came and was about to touch me but I stepped back. I want him to, justify his reaction a moment ago.
“Okay! Yes, I'm jealous!” He answered, running his fingers on his hair while his other hand resting on his waist. He looks stressed suddenly.
“Marcus is my cousin and you don’t have to get jealous of him. And even I'm with other guys talking or having fun with, you don’t have to feel that way. I'm yours! Don't you trust me, Ethan Lester Rodriguez?” I told him, annoyed. Who won't get annoyed when you
