Chapter 8-Annoyed

When Dylan turned around, he caught Alexander looking at him. “Do you have anything else for me to do?”

“Are you seriously going to sleep here?”

“Do I have any other choice?” Dylan replied nonchalantly.

“You don’t have to keep me company. Don’t worry, Daddy won’t find out.”

He ignored Alexander’s proposal, and instead asked him: “Order another blanket and a mattress that I can lay here on the floor.”

“No, I don’t have the money to—”

“I will pay.” Dylan cut off his excuse.

“I don’t want to! There’s not enough space!” Alexander refused. There wasn’t anywhere for Dylan to sleep on; there was only a small sofa in the room aside from the single-sized bed.

Dylan thrusted his hands in his pockets, then looked at Alexander’s bed. “If you want to sleep together, don’t make any more excuses.” He remarked mockingly.

“Jerk, I don’t like your type of guy!”

Dylan grinned as he slowly approached Alexander. He placed both his hands on the bed and crouched down close to his master’s face.

Alexander be