No more distractions. That was what I told myself as I moved farther down the table, ignoring the curious eyes that followed me. I knew Nicole's was still on me but I wasn't going to let myself peek to be certain. Why would I care anyways. He was a jerk and I was on a mission. Lester’s dramatic exit had already been enough of a scene for one morning. I didn’t need to add to it. But knowing my luck, I wouldn't go thirty minutes without something else happening.
I accidentally turned in the direction I was avoiding and Nicolae’s eyes flicked toward me from the corner, probably checking if I’d gone into shock or something. I wasn’t about to give him that satisfaction. So, I picked the farthest chair from him, sat down, and kept my head low. I could plan better this way anyway.
The smell of
