" You’re neat. I mean, your bathroom. It’s so tidy.”
Jason straightened, quirking his eyebrow. He held her gaze, his green eyes bright and focused until she looked away.
“It’s almost like you have, I don’t know, a woman in your life who takes care of this stuff for you,” she said with a pang of jealousy that was threatening to eat her insides alive. “Even my bathroom is not that clean.”
Jason smiled. “I do.”
“You do?”
“Yeah. Her name’s Belinda.”
A sentiment of distrust crept into her thoughts. She was right. There was a woman in his life. She grinned, but she couldn’t breathe. Why was she feeling jealous all of a sudden? How had Jason managed to become such an important piece of her life so fast? It seemed like only a moment ago she stood frustrated in the parking lot when he stopped to ask if she was okay. A moment that turned into a date and then a trip to a faraway place. And now she was fretting over a woman she didn’t even know. "

― Paige Onsen , I'm Your Man