As we were eating I made sure no one was looking and I pulled down my shirt. Every time I grabbed my food I leaned down really low. Owen had a hard time not looking at that. He kissed Hannah again. His face still beat red. Jacob looked for a second smiled then went out of it and shook his head. I touched Owen’s leg with my shoe and he flinched. He then put his arm around Hannah. He seemed to start to sweat. Jacob was done feeling jealous. Me must of wanted to get back at me too because he saw that my hand was sitting on the set and silently went to touch it. I eyebrows raised and I could feel my face getting hot. What? Why am I feeling this way for him? Owen, Owen not Jacob. He moved his chair closer to me. Darn. “So how is your food?” said Jacob talking really close to me. “Good, but needs some salt. I grabbed the salt leaning over again and I was leaning across the table. Owen had no choice but to look and he was definitely sweating. Poor Hannah.