Mark's p.o.v
I wasn't okay with how I felt and how I was easily agreeing to Lewis's request, taking him in my bed was different from taking him to my house.
No one who wasn't family was allowed there, not even those who served me knew where my house was.
Not only was it risky but I hated someone else's presence there, my private life was meant to be private.
I looked at Lewis who was walking in the passage with a bright smile while looking around.
Our drive to my place was long and he even slept on my shoulder, immediately I woke him and told him we had reached my place he wasted no time in getting out and rushing to the door, it was somehow funny seeing him that excited over nothing.
I went into the living room with him behind.
"This is my living room," I said softly.
"As expected
