Caleb's POV

I cleared my throat and chills went down my spine. “I…Derrick?” I stammered in bewilderment and my throat suddenly felt dry.

He pulled the chair Pearl was seated on and relaxed himself. “Calm down, you don't have to be confused at this point. Huh?” His voice was so cool like nothing was freaking bothering him but I know it's not so.

I bit my lower lip as I tried to maintain a calm composure. “What do you want here? Are you not supposed to be at the gate? Or do you want me to report you to the manager of this restaurant?” I threw numerous questions at him...