41

A waiter approached her with a smile. "Hello, ma'am. Welcome to Sparrow Italia, would you like a table?" he asked her and she blinked at his accent. Her cheeks heated, "I'm here to see someone." "Who, if I may ask?" he was so polite and it made her feel out of place.

"Um, Nathaniel Reyes," she mumbled. "Oh, please follow me," he said and she nodded before following him. "And I must say, Ma'am. You look beautiful this afternoon," he commented and Willow couldn't stop her cheeks from overheating. "Thank you," she muttered and he nodded.

They approached the VIP area and he led her to the table at the farthest end where Nathan was seated.

Nathan looked up to see her approaching him and he couldn't hide his happiness from seeing her. "Thank you," Willow said to the waiter. "You're welcome, Ma'am," he said and walked away.

"Hey," Willow mumbled to Nathan as she sat across him. "Your face is red," he pointed out and she glared at him. "I don't want to talk about it," she said quickly and he