"No f*****g way!" Laura whisper yells before I silence her.
"Sssht! Laura, take it easy or else we risk them hearing us." I hiss, annoyed at my spying companion who almost blew our cover.
"Sorry." She mutters, still straining her ears to catch the conversation between the two women.
Since the table Mallory and Jessica are sitting at is further away from us than the table Mallory previously occupied with Lucas, it's a bit more difficult to listen in on their conversation. I don't even bother, knowing that I can't hear them no matter how hard I try. If I strain too hard, I might pop a vein or something. Speaking of veins, I miss being in my mate's arms and indulging in all that comes from it.
The noise of the restaurant is a cacophony of sounds that I can't distinguish apart, unlike my
