♦September's POV♦
Zach and I walk hand in hand inside the house and I feel giddy for the umpteenth time today over something so inconsequential, it was nice to be in love.
After a couple of questions to a couple of servants, I find that a spare room on the second floor is going to be used, it has already been prepared with air mattresses and things to pass the time with.
Cameron is fast asleep on a bed on the first floor, Arianna is with him and Cyril is in Neruda's room.
"I need to change before I go check up on Cameron." I inform Zach who's staring around with wonder-filled eyes and I remember that he's never come over before. "Wanna come with?" I ask with a smile at the childish wonder in his eyes.
"Me?" He widens his eyes and I nod.
"Who else would I invite to my room?" I ask rhetorically, already pulling him in the direction we were to go in. "Come on."