"Who are you texting? Smiling like that—looks creepy as hell."

Melford was curious and reached out to grab Altsin’s phone, but Altsin was quicker. He locked the screen and swiftly put the phone away.

He shot Melford a cool glance. "Ever heard of manners?"

Melford raised an eyebrow. "Did Chelsea take you off her block list? You added her back?"

Altsin pressed his lips together. "None of your damn business."

"That smile just now—like some lovestruck teenage girl. It’s obvious you’re in love again."

Melford crossed his arms and studied him. "But considering your situation, there’s no way you’re dating anyone else. Honestly, bro, you’ve got it rough. After going...