Clairessa's POV
“So, who is she?” I asked, leaning in closer to wipe the lipstick stain left by Tina’s annoying kiss. God, I hated how jealous I felt watching her kiss and speak to him, even though I knew I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. I couldn’t help myself.
I wiped Gabriel’s cheek with the pad of my thumb. He flinched at first but quickly relaxed.
“You’ve got lipstick on your cheek,” I murmured, cleaning the last red smudge before settling back into my seat.
“Thanks,” Gabriel smirked, his expression slightly stiff. “But my personal life is off-limits to you, Clairessa. Let’s eat.” He signaled for the waiter, his gaze locked on mine with a trace of amusement in his eyes.
I could feel it—there was something going on between Gabriel and Tina. The way she looked at him, how
