JASMINE
Lexi stares at me coldly and something in her eyes unsettles my nerves.
I look away with a frown and address Andre with my eyes. I don’t want to be here, neither do I want to interrupt whatever they had going before I walked in.
“Your left?” Lexi asks and Andre nods, as if it’s a normal thing that happens every night. Again, that gleeful stare before she rises to her feet.
I silence a scoff as she walks past me and around the table, I expect her to put up a better fight, this is the perfect set up for the antics Lexi thrives in, but she turns down the offer all of a sudden?
I take my seat next to Andre, disinterested in the buffet that is spread across the table. For a few, very awkward seconds, a humid silence hangs in the air. Through the corner of my eyes, I
