"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?