Chapter One Hundred Sixty Four

Macy immediately approached Marcus and smiled at her son. She didn't think that the boy would wake up so quickly from his nap. She glanced at Andrew who was still sitting on the sofa with his hands covering part of his face. Heck, she could see his reddened ears and neck.

She took a deep breath and crouched down in front of Marcus. "Do you need something, sweetheart?"

"I want a drink," the little man said in a small voice.

She nodded. "Okay, mommy will get it. Go back to your room, okay?”

Marcus complied and immediately went back to his room. While Macy stood up and rushed to the kitchen to get a glass of water for her son.

Andrew, on the other hand, took a deep breath and followed the woman as soon as the boy left the living room.

He looked at his lover. "Uhm... Mace?" he muttered as he approached her.

Macy, who was pouring water into a glass, turned to Andrew who was now standing next to her.

"Yes?"

"I think we need to talk to Marcus."