Erica's POV
I watch as Bryce gets up from his seat and leaves the dining room. Much to my surprise Ace gets up and follows him out. Turning my head to the right, I look at Chris for some sort of help but he is stuffing food in his face. A scoff from across the table catches my attention and I look up to see that Amber is sitting with her arms across her chest and an angry look on her face.
I can't help but feel a little bit of satisfaction when I see how angry Amber is over the fact that Bryce wants to speak to me alone.
"If you will excuse me," I say as sweetly as I can, but the only person paying attention to me is Amber.
I place my napkin on the table and scoot my chair away from the table. The scraping sound of my chair catches Chris's attention.
"Where are you
