Alec's home was in direction opposition to King's. Where King's apartment lacked personality and could have been occupied by anyone, Alec's home was all his. The walls were colored in cool pigments that exuded calm and relaxation. The artwork was complicated and kept the eyes engaged. The décor as an eclectic mix of color and comfort that left me tempted to flop down on the couch and never get up.
Alec dropped his phone and watch into a tray at the door as he slipped his shoes off with a sigh. It was easy to see he was comfortable in his own home and why.
Sadly, I was too tired to think any more about the topic.
"Where do I sleep?"
"Through here."
Alec led me to a large bedroom with a king-sized bed. He pointed to the door leading to the bathroom and the shower. "Give me a minute. I'll bring you something to sleep in."
