There were too many smells in the air, not just from the food but also from everyone in the restaurant.
Layla barely managed to focus her hearing, but trying to stop the overpowering scents was different. She couldn’t pick just one out when they all blended into one horrible smell that made her nose sting and her eyes water.
Jackson led them to a table near the back and helped her and her sister into their seats before he sat down.
“We’ll have something quick. I’ve had a long day,” Jackson said.
She couldn’t help noticing that he had a perfect view of the restaurant entrance while she had her back to the room. Was Jackson being thoughtful about her predicament, or was he trying to keep track of whatever he had seen in the lobby?
“Are you alright, Layla?” Brit whispered.
She gave
