Her heart beat a little faster than it should have. He wasn't just looking at her; he was staring at her, and it wasn't a casual one. Apart from that, she could tell he had been staring for some time.
She smiled lightly, thinking maybe he actually likes her. But immediately she remembered he was her best friend's father, the smile faded away, and she told herself she was just imagining things.
Slowly and carefully, she looked up again, and this time, he was busy eating. She stared at him for some seconds and looked over at Sandra to know if she was looking at her. Her body relaxed when she saw she was busy with her own food.
She stared at Vincent for some moments again and continued her food. Soon, Vincent finished his meal. He set his cutlery down and stood up.
“Thank you, Emily,” h
