Katherine’s POV
We were all seated at a large table, and I could feel every pair of eyes on me. They weren’t even trying to hide it—they stared openly, like I was some animal at the zoo.
“So, what’s your name, pretty lady?” one of the guys asked, exhaling smoke from his cigarette, his eyes locked on me.
“Easy, Trevor. That’s Jake’s girl,” one of the girls said with a smirk, stuffing a fry into her mouth.
Jake?
I turned to Andrew, confused. He didn’t flinch. He acted like he didn’t even hear it—like that name didn’t bother him at all.
Okay, something was definitely off. Not just about him, but about everyone sitting at this table. The energy was strange, dangerous even.
“Why don’t y’all introduce yourselves?” Andrew finally said, his voice smooth like he was in control of everything.
