Callan

“Hey, turn the fuck around!” 

“Oh come on, boss. Even Bryce gave up trying.” Frank chuckled.

I don't find this funny, his face smoothed out when my expression didn't change. They pretended to fix themselves or grab drinks like they weren't just staring at her. When I looked back up, my jaw clenched when I realized those eyes were shifting over to me. Our gaze met for the first time in a long damn time, her face didn't move. She made no expression of shock, nerves, anger or anything. Is she fucking indifferent? I made sure to turn my eyes away, just as easily as they had been drawn...