I squirmed in my seat because the gaze on me was getting uncomfortable.
Atticus hadn’t said a word since we stepped foot in the restaurant that was located in the company building.
The restaurant was way better than most five-star restaurants I had been to and I was sure that the staff here never went outside to eat because I wouldn’t if I worked here.
It was a nice thing to know that Atticus loved to eat here. It was a positive thing and it would make his staff see him in a good light though I don’t think he cares about their opinion of his person since he had that air around him.
“Can you please stop staring at me, It’s making me uncomfortable.” I told him “You should be eating instead. I’m sure that is a better view” I mumbled when he still wouldn’t take his eyes off me.
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