Chapter One hundred-eleven

The waiter was shocked, "Did I do or say anything wrong? Why are you guys laughing?"

Reagan was the one who replied, "You won't fully grasp the reason why we are laughing. But truth be told, you are handsome, and you look good."

He blushed again, his cheeks went reddish this time around. "No, he just blushed again," Nathan muttered, and they continued laughing.

They stopped immediately and found out he was getting uncomfortable with what they were doing.

"We are sorry, I sincerely apologize on behalf of them also. It wasn't something we did on purpose. It just had to happen," Alistair replied.

"It's okay, please what would you guys love to eat?" He asked his gaze traveling round the table. They all went through the menu book, and he moved from one person to another, jotting down the different meals they wanted.

When he was done jotting down their meals. He bowed his head, and walked away. They stared at themselves once more, and burst into tears. "Nathan, have you ever blushed when so