Ashley POV

Being stared at by him, I swallowed hard, so I cautiously unzipped my jacket and hung it on the chair, and placed my backpack under the chair. Feeling uncomfortable just sitting there, I got up to my feet while smoothing my hair with a hair tie and poked my head into the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" I asked.

Jean, who was giving instructions to Jackson, stopped and looked at me over Jackson's shoulder. "No, you don't have to worry. You can just sit with the others."

Well, frankly, I would not have minded sitting down and just observing their activities if it was...