Charlotte Sanguinite POV:
“Charlotte, are you okay?” Jazz places her hand on my forehead with no warning. You are really pale. In fact, you haven’t been looking too good lately. If you need more time off—”
“I’m okay.” I shake my head, tightening my hands on the cloth I’m holding and glancing at a table in the corner. There are two males sitting there, smirking at me.
Jazz glances at the entrance as the door opens, and she winks at me. “Maybe you should take a break now. Your boyfriend is here.”
My face feels hot as I turn to greet Robert.
“I’ll have a donut and a beef sandwich.” He grins at me, clearly smug from overhearing the boyfriend's comment.
Before I can say anything, his smile fades. He looks over his shoulder at the two vampires, who are no longer smirking. The look of unea
