I watch as her face twists in confusion. “Why?” she asks. At this point, Jazz isn’t even trying to hide it anymore and is laughing outright. I can’t fight my smile either, she’s stunning, but right now she looks adorable.  Her face is scrunched up and she looks like she’s trying to figure out an unsolvable math problem. “Why what?” A small scowl crosses her face, “You know exactly what I mean.” Jazz leans back, “I’m enjoying this so much right now.  I told you so,” she taunts Liv. “Told me what?” “How you looked hot tonight and he was looking at you.” “Whatever,” Liv says. “Actually, she isn’t…