Before he could go up the stairs, he heard a call.
"Right here, Dan," Xyle's voice called his attention.
Holding the food tightly, he approached and saw Xylander seated at a corner like the king he was, a cheerful look on his face. At the opposite side sat Draven, waiting for the meal as well—and speak of the devil.
Alexander was at the edge, wearing a look as if he hadn't just uttered severely sinful words in the kitchen, words that still left Daniel rattled in ways he couldn't describe.
"Why is Daniel shivering? Is he cold?" Draven asked, noticing how Daniel's hands shook continuously. But being the very reason for it, he just shrugged.
"Who knows, maybe he encountered something delicious in there." Alex winked, giving him a side-eye that made Daniel's heartbeat accelerate.
You're losing yourself, Daniel. All because of a man—nope, control it. Just walk in there and hand over the food. Nothing bad is going to happen.
