I don't understand why Asher is giving me that look. "Asher, what's up?" I ask, confused.
Logan stands up from his chair and moves closer to Asher. "I thought you were in bed already," he says, curiosity in his voice.
But Asher ignores Logan's question and turns to me instead. "You know, you remind me of someone I know," he says, his eyes fixed on mine.
I look up from my food, realizing he's talking about me, and our eyes meet.
Logan notices the tension and looks between us, wondering what's happening.
Just then, Logan's phone starts ringing. "Excuse me," he says, using the call as an opportunity to leave Asher and me to talk. He walks away, answering his phone, and Asher's gaze returns to mine, his expression unreadable.
Asher moved closer, sitting on one of the chairs. I didn't look up from my food, continuing to eat. "On behalf of my friend, I'm sorry for the way he has been treating you," he said, while I looked up in that instant.
"Logan and I are doing just fine," I said, not wanting anyone to interfere in our already complicated relationship.