Zoey's POV
Upon hearing this, I was taken aback. Shouting another man's name on Russell's bed, no wonder he was so angry.
I quickly asked, "Whose name did I call out?"
Russell gritted his teeth and forced out a name, "Nelson."
I couldn't hold back a laugh and burst out with a "pffft" sound.
I reached out both hands, cupped his face, looked into his eyes, and with a smile that curved my eyes, I asked, "So, you're jealous?"
"I'm not," he replied.
"Really?" I pressed further.
"Of course," he maintained his haughty demeanor, trying to turn his head away, but I turned his face back towards me.
I tilted my head, smiled, and asked again, "Did I say anything else?"
"No," he answered crisply.
"Oh, then I must have been scolding him in my dream!" I said.
"What did you scold him for?" Rus
