"Wouldn't you be concerned if you heard I was having a dinner date with someone?" Jade responded to Harry's question with a question instead, making his brows pull together.
"Am I supposed to be? Do you want me to be concerned about who you go out with?" Harry asked, and Jade laughed softly when she realized that neither of them was willing to answer the other's question directly.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I am concerned. I suddenly feel jealous at the thought of you having a dinner date with another female. Maybe it's because of the dream I had," Jade said on a light note, but Harry's heart skipped a beat at the mention of the dream.
"I haven't given you the details of the dream yet, have I?" Jade asked, and Harry cleared his throat.
He didn't want to know. "Jade..."
"Yeah, that was how you called my name in my dream before you kissed me," Jade said, and Harry was sure he was going to have a heart attack if he didn't stop her from speaking any further.
