Avon's POV
Our eyes met and instead of uttering some words, we stared into the eyes of each other.
"Why?" he asked after a while and that question caught me off guard.
"Just don't," I responded refusing to elaborate on my thoughts. It would be embarrassing if he hears my thoughts.
"Are you jealous?" he asked the word that I can't utter.
"Why would I?" I fired back refusing to admit what I felt earlier.
"Then what's your reason, Avon? Why are you against the idea of me talking with your co-models?" he asked looking at me intently.
I can't take the intensity of his stare so I looked down and continued slicing the steak.
"Are you jealous?" he repeated. The last straw of my patience was gone so I bravely faced him and fought the intensity of the stare he is giving.
"What if I am? What
