Keith and Darryl arrived at the restaurant right on time. Darryl opened the door for his lover and handed the key to the valet.
"Let's go, inside," Darryl said with a smile. Keith couldn't help but bite his bottom lip. He was nervous.
"Good Evening, Sire. Welcome to Chateau," the host greeted with a smile and bowed. Darryl nodded his head in response.
"We have a dinner reservation for four under the name of Blackwaters," Darryl said.
"Yes, Mr. Blackwaters. I will take you to your table," the host said. Darryl muttered his thanks and followed the host. He glanced at Keith, who was quiet at his side, and grabbed his hand.
"Are you alright?" Darryl asked, concerned.
"I'm fine," Keith replied. He immediately saw his friends and smiled. "There they are," he added. The host left afte
