Standing by the bed, Alvin looked away to compose himself. It felt like icy cold water suddenly splashed over him. His heartbeats were crazy while he breathed through his mouth to relax quickly. His thoughts from what they were doing to a kid at the door were too contrasting.
'Argh…' It was harder than he thought. He looked at Anya who got herself in the duvet too quickly. She doesn't have to look all flustered in front of her son. Smart move!
When his expression turned cold, he smoothly straightened his shirt and shoved his hands into his pant pockets. He turned to his little enemy who stood at the door and looked at them curiously.
'Lock the door.' The most important thing Alvin has to do from now on.
Zane looked at Alvin who looked strange to him. Anyway, Alvin didn't look upset anymore so he proceeded inside while looking at the slender frame on the bed. He asked in a low voice, "Did Momma fall asleep?"
