"Sorry my love, you were at work and I didn't want to disturb you" Andrew apologises, with an apologetic look.
"No it's okay, I just thought...I don't what to say. But I'm sorry I didn't come straight to you, I was just...going to put these..." I mutter nervously, and I'm literally avoiding everyone's eyes on me.
"Clearly the kitchen is that way" Adrian speaks for the first time, as he points his finger to the kitchen.
"Yeah, right. I was going to change and then go there to put the bags" I lie, not looking at him at all. Oh my fucking God, this is so deadly awkward.
"Do you want me to help you, Jess?" Andrew asks me politely. His looks at me shyly.
"No, don't worry" I shake my head in response. "Excuse me for a minute, I'll come back right away" I add, as I go straight to the kitchen.
I think I may faint from the high fucking anxiety that I feel right now. I feel so embarrassed from what just happened.