Chapter 3Nick sipped his coffee and scanned the dining room, taking note of who sat with whom, how they looked, and which ones seemed the easiest to stir away from the group. It went well beyond a daily routine at this point. It was a habit that came as naturally to him as adding sugar to his coffee or spreading a thin layer of jam over his toast. Except that morning, something was different. No matter how hard he tried to keep his attention from focusing on any one person for too long, his thoughts kept drifting back to the couple sitting near the edge of the sand. Drew and Alec.
He hated that he knew their names. Once you knew a person’s name, you couldn’t help noticing said person every time your paths crossed. He could forget a face as long as he didn’t have a name, but now every sing
