Jealousy

She clicked her tongue. "I don't. Just making conversation."

Ethan smirked, resting an arm on the back of the couch. "Had dinner with Riley."

Vanessa blinked. "Riley?"

"Yeah, She's a co-worker," he said, completely nonchalant. "We grabbed dinner after work."

Vanessa wasn't sure why, but something in her chest tightened.

She forced herself to remain casual, nodding as if it was no big deal. "Huh. That's nice."

Ethan tilted his head slightly. "You sure you're okay?"

She scoffed. "Why wouldn't I be?"

He studied her for a second longer before shrugging. "No reason."

Vanessa exhaled through her nose, shifting her attention back to the television.

She didn't care. She shouldn't care. But damn it, why did she feel like this?

Ethan, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease. He stretched again, looking like he was finally starting to unwind after a long day.