Maya's POV
"Maya, it's 4:50. Aren't you leaving yet?"
Ah, hell.
Why did he have to be so damn nosy sometimes? I snuck a glance at Jasper as I scribbled on my notes, pretending to be doing some actual work. But in reality, I was actually waiting for Damon. He couldn't ignore me forever, and I planned to stay until I got his attention.
"What are you doing that's so important?" Jasper asked again. A vulgar curse rose to my lips, but I forced it back down.
I swallowed and lifted my gaze to him. "I'm trying to finish my projects before I go home. You know, you don't have to wait for me. I'm fine by myself."
"Does this have to do with Mr. Griffin? I hope you're not pushing yourself because of his perspective of you."
"It has nothing to do with him," I sighed. "I don't want to keep you
