Avon's POV
When we are done working they decided to have a small celebration. I don't want to be a killjoy so I am here partying with them.
When we are sitting on the couch I felt a bit uneasy because I think someone is staring at me and upon looking around I met his dark gaze. I even flinch seeing how serious he is by watching my every movement.
"Jeremiah?" I blurted out while looking at him.
Jeremiah raised his shot glass and then nod his head at me.
After a while, Jeremiah's eyes landed on Damian who is sitting beside me. I felt like those gazes tell me something so I unconsciously move a little bit away from Damian.
Damian looked at my side when he felt my movement.
"What's wrong?" he asked then wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Nothing," I told him then removed his hands from
