He did it again. Benny kept walking by you, kept taking your hand whenever you two bumped to each other and apologized with a "oh, sorry." To Frankie it seemed like he did it on purpose.

"I like your hair. Did you do something different." Benny commented as they all sat on the couch to watch the game, his fingers brushing through your hair. It made Frankie stare at Benny down, his blood boil, and the jealous thoughts increase.

"Hands off." Frankie warned.