{Nathan's Pov}
“Is something bothering you?” I asked, glancing toward Martha’s direction before focusing back on the road. She seemed lost in thought, and I couldn’t figure out why.
At first, she was happy to go to dinner with me, but later, she seemed like she wanted to leave badly. Did someone offend her?
She looked my way and smiled. “No, just got a little carried away.”
Her response didn’t sit right with me. “Tell me, is it Rachel? Did she say something to you?” I tried to think of the possible reasons why she seemed moody, recalling her earlier complaint about not liking the vibe Rachel was giving her.
She shook her head. “Nope, she didn’t. Please stop worrying about me. I’m fine. I just got a little overwhelmed by the dance, I guess.”
I looked at her again, locking eyes with he
