Chapter 55

Miguel's pov

Huffing, I turned towards the male the moment he placed my food on the table.

"Thank you,"  I smiled at him,

he looked down at me in alarm, but otherwise he didn't show any other reaction to my words, neither did he return the smile I gave to him.

"That will be all,"  Donald told the male when he was through with placing the foods on our table.

"Tell Clar not to send you up here again," Damien said the moment the boy was almost out of earshot.

Glancing up at him, I gave him a surprised look.

"why will you request he don't come here again?" despite his odd behavior earlier, the guy is a sight to the sore eyes.

He( Damien) shrugs

"I don't like the way he served,"  he hurriedly took some food into his mouth to avoid any other questions I might have.

"I love the way he went about his job; he's really a sight in an establishment as this," 

there's nothing wrong with expressing my feelings about the guy right?

They made it quite clear they don't want me last, sending me to sleep in another room is as good as telling me they don't want me near them.

There was an unnatural stillness in the room, besides my mom who was clearly enjoying her meal, the room was as silent as a grave yard.

The trips have muderous expressions on their faces; each face more darker than the other.

What happened?

did I say anything wrong?

why are they looking as if someone murdered their cat?

"What's wrong?"  I asked them.

I wouldn't have bothered asking them, but I find it hard to eat when the mood isn't right.

"Nothing,"  Daniel shook his head.

something must be wrong since the each loosened their hold on me; they were no longer holding my hands and leg captive.

Damien stood up "am sorry ma, something urgent that's needs our immediate attention came up. We're sorry for leaving at a time like this. We might return, but if we don't, " he turns towards me "see you in school?"

I nodded " yeah see you at school."

I tried to smile, but found out I couldn't; it's of no use pretending everything is all right.

" Why? don't you have people over there to help out on whatever issue it might be that you have?" mom have stopped eating long ago since he stood up.

Damien shared a look with his brothers.

"am afraid we need to solve the said problems ourselves; if we leave it to the hands of our underlings, am afraid they won't do a thorough job."

I don't know why, but I feel there's something wrong with whatever it is they want to take care of.

I can't shake off the feeling of dread at what they want to do now.

Does it have anything to do with my words earlier?

if so why will they need to leave before we're through with our lunch.

"We would have stayed till the end of lunch if not for how pressing the issue is. Am afraid the person in question needs our urgent attention," this time it was Daniel that spoke up.

Mom gave him a curt nod "I understand. We can have lunch another day?"

 she gave them a hopeful expression.

"Yeah, we will definetely be there," Donald smiled at mom.

" It doesn't make sense that you will rent the whole place just to have a meal with us, and end up leaving before we can commence with the said lunch." I can't really Wrap my head on that; to me it's like a waste of money and resources.

Don't get me wrong, the gesture is somewhat romantic,but isn't it too much to waste your money for something you won't thoroughly enjoy?

"That might be right, but the matter we want to treat now is more than a little urgent,"  he checked his wrist watch.

"if you don't want too waste the said money, you can still wait for us to return; it won't take us up to thirty minutes to take care of the said problem," Donald looked at his brothers for confirmation of the said words; each brother nodded in agreement.

"Till you return; we will be here,"  mom gave them a hopeful look "don't keep us waiting, and btw your food might get cold before your return,"she pointed at the food in question.

" We will ask them to take it down." 

The three of them walked towards the door; opening it the exited bit not before the each gave me a heart stopping smile.

My cheeks reset it's hotness; I thought I have a resistance for the trips? turns out I don't have such a thing.

"Who's it?" mom leaned towards me in conspiracy,

I gave he a confused expression " who's what?"

"Who among them are you crushing on?" she wiggled her eyebrows.

My blush became more prominent  " who told you am crushing on any of them?"

my look of admiration can't be all that prominent can it?

" Don't use that expression on me young man; am you're mom, and I know a crushing boy's expression when I see it." she narrowed her glare at me " spill before I make you,"  she threatened.

Threatening mom is the most deadly of all.

"Am saying the truth mom, there's no one among them am eyeing," am eyeing them all; I don't have a preference.

"Young man,"she pointed a finger at me  "don't try that on me; I know love when I see one. You really are head over heels for one of them or..." she wiggles her brow "all of them?" 

My cheeks became hotter than it have ever been; how can she know the exact things am feeling?

I thought am keeping them all bottled up; well except if she saw what am exactly am feeling just the way Bianca saw the feelings I thought bottled up.

"Aww aren't you cute?" She placed both palms on her cheeks.