C32 CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

"JUST going to enjoy my lunch now.”

I keep my eyes firmly on my table but I can tell out of my peripheral vision that his hulking body isn’t moving to leave.

“I told you, it’s Jason.” His voice is a deep baritone, like the air is echoing around in that large-chambered chest of his before it makes it up his throat and out of his mouth.

“I feel like I need to warn you about Bryan Stirling