The Mysterious Woman on the Phone

"I'm looking at…" 

 

Selina hesitated, wondering how to respond. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as inspiration struck: 

 

"I'm just looking at you… at your face! I've never seen a man as handsome as Mr. Reid. I lost myself for a moment!" 

 

Logan: "…" 

 

They had been standing at the entrance for too long, drawing glances from passing women. A few hushed whispers reached them: 

 

"He's so handsome." 

 

"What an elegant man." 

 

"That face is better than any celebrity's." 

 

Selina seized the opportunity, raising her voice confidently: 

 

"You see? Everyone's saying it. Mr. Reid, you're so perfect—what's wrong with me admiring you?" 

 

Logan let out a soft chuckle. "Why look at me? Do you like me?" 

 

Selina's brain short-circuited. Wait, was that what she had just implied?