Chapter 69

• JOAN’S POV
• People talk as the remaining courses are served. My nerves buzz under my skin. Why? Because I can feel Derrick’s eyes on me as I walk around, making sure everything is okay. I pretend not to notice but I do.
• I move around the table, making sure everyone has what they need. Still, my awareness keeps going back who’s watching me. He’s a constant presence—too close, too silent, too sharp—and it unsettles me more than I’ll admit.