Chapter 18. Really Cool People

Issahil's POV

A knock sounded at the door just as were laying out dinner and I sprinted out from the dining room and made my way to door.

“Careful dear, so you won't trip!” My father's warnings escorted me on my way so I slowed down my pace a bit.

“Hey Issa!” Nica jumped into my arms, startling me slightly. 

Not much people had hugged me in my entire life and so warmly too.

“We didn't want to come empty handed so we brought plum pudding for desert,” Freya said, stretching a sealed plate towards me.

I accepted it with a smile, “You shouldn't have.” She half embraced me.

“It's a nice house Issa,” Carlos said, his eyes scanning around. 

“Thanks,” I told him, and then opened the door wide and stepped aside to usher them in.

“Welcome and thanks for coming. Right this way,” I led the way to the dining room.

“Mr Williams, hello,” Nica greeted my father when we got to the dining room while Freya and Carlo