Chapter 38 Wifey, I Want You To Feed Me

• "Mr. Benson," Avery teased, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she burst into laughter, "are you jealous?"
• A rush of embarrassment heated Evan's cheeks, but he pressed on, unable to conceal the sting of his feelings. "I saw you feeding him at the shop the other day."
• "I was carried away," Avery said, her arms crossed over her chest. "I was eager for him to taste it. He took me out just to lift up my spirits after you had coldly turned me down in your car."