18. Team Sarmiento.

"Mr. Sarmiento, we met at last!" Leah greeted exaggeratedly.

We had already arrived at the Farm and Elisha had forced her father to wear the pink shirt and cap that Leah gave us.

To say that Nate carried the attire really well was an understatement. He looked like a model who had just stepped out of a magazine cover. It seemed that whatever he would wear would fit him nicely.

I felt a little bit conscious that I was wearing a shirt that was the same as the one Nate was wearing. Then there was Team Sarmiento written on my back, as if I were really a member of the family of Elisha and Nate.

"Hannah always talks about you!" Leah continued, and if Caleb hadn't been there I might have already strangled her neck for lying.

Nate's response was just a small smile and a short greeting, obviously just forcing himself to be nice. He obviously wasn't used to casual talk with a new acquaintance that was not business related.

"I really don't talk about you that much," I told Nate. I felt I needed