Jean stopped in surprise, looking down at herself. "I... don't think so." Then she smirked. "You checkin' me out?"
Relief flooded through him, and he lowered his knife. “Oh, thank goodness. I just saw someone- what?” Zayne’s eyebrows shot up, taken off guard by her comment. “Oh, uh, no, no I wasn’t.” He said, his face taking on a slight pink color.