jenny POV

We sat cosy on the sofa by the flames, our features illuminated by the flickering light, the only one in the room.

His arm resting behind my head, my half on his lap... We sipped our wine silently as liam was still mad at me after ricky called.

"The pasta and meatballs were delicious.." I tried to converse but he just remained silent.

"Are you still mad about ricky calling me??? Liam, I didn't go with him to new york, I am here with you.."

"I am jealous.." He whispered, leaning his head on mine.

"Why??? It's you I love and he is just my friend," I intertwined...