-Chapter 282-

Davian was content now that Lake's attention was back on him. "I can have Arthur arrange lunc…"

"No!" Lake said in a rush, backtracking as soon as he said that. "I mean I can cook lunch by myself just fine."

Davian was unimpressed by that solution, "Not happening," He deadpanned.

"You were fine with me cooking breakfast a few hours ago," Lake pointed out.

Davian grimaced at the reminder, "How about I order something?"

Lake hesitated, as long as it wasn't going through Arthur, he supposed it should be safe to eat.

"Fine," He acquiesced, tucking his legs underneath him.

Lake glanced down at the outfit he had on, it was still early enough for him to make the trip to his apartment and back, he couldn't keep wearing just Davian's shirt.

So he waited for the Alpha to make the call and return before talking about it.

"I need to get my things from my apartment-"

"I'll have someone bring them," Davian was quick to cut in.