Chapter One Hundred and Ten. Mars and Davina.
Mars’s Point of View.
I feel the earth move, as I shake my head, attempting to get my bearings. I open my eyes, and see my pup, in his little red PJ’s with the slogan ‘Is it to late to be good’ in white written on the front.
“WAKE UP! HE HAS BEEN!” my excited pup screeches at the top of his lungs, giving me tinnitus, whilst bouncing on the bed.
Davina lets out a loud, very unladylike yawn, which is adorable, rubbing her eyes, and then grinning at Max, as I help her sit up in bed.
“Mammy! I must have been a very good boy, because there are lots and lots of presents,” Max declares, as I chuckle. Yeah, I may have gone overboard with the number of gifts I bought him.
“You have always been a very good boy,” Davina tells him, as he nods
