Jax just watched me as I eat my lunch. I didn’t know why but it made me feel conscious; the way I look when I eat and the way I chew my food. It was as if my actions were calculated. Since when did I care about what he would think of me?
I wiped my mouth with a tissue before I turned to him. “Why are you here?” I finally threw the question that I have wanted to ask him because it can’t be just a coincidence that he’s here. I mean, look at him; he didn’t even belong to places like that.
“Me?” He said. “Well, I had a meeting around the area and saw you enter here so I decided to join you but I didn’t know you had company.”
“I didn’t,” I said. “Evan just appeared out of nowhere.”
“Really? You weren’t actually meeting him here?” He said.
“No, I wasn’t,” I said. “Why would I even do t
