"No, you're not." If he wanted to play that game, she could play it right back. "You're amazing and devastatingly handsome." She quirked a brow as though daring him to challenge her and then arched it even further when he spoke. "And you think I haven't noticed that?" She gave him an incredulous frown.
"Wesley, I am well aware that you flirt with anything with legs and, believe me when I say that I know you behave completely immaturely when you're jealous. I've already seen it." She paused and then poised the question, "Garret, for example." He had behave plenty like a jealous lover any time she had mentioned the other man.
"Wesley, I'm not asking you to be perfect. I just... I want you to be you with me." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders, a small pout upon her lips.