Finn gave a small nod.

"Partly, yes. But mostly it's because you shook hands with Lay so warmly just now. I got jealous."

He cast a glance at Annie through the rearview mirror, his lips pressed into a thin line, clearly displeased.

Annie hadn't expected that response. Her lips curled into a smile. If they weren't in the car right now, she would've leaned over and kissed him already.

"The more time I spend with you, the more adorable I find you, Finn."

Finn frowned instinctively-he didn't like ...