"He's going the right way."
Charles frowned, curiosity flickering across his face as he turned back to Mark. "Then where are we going?"
A soft smile tugged at Mark's lips. "You'll find out when we get there," he murmured. "Just relax, baby."
Charles studied him for a long moment, searching his face for a clue, but all he found was calm confidence.
Finally, he gave in with a small smile.
He settled comfortably against Mark once more, resting his head on his shoulder as the car carried them deeper into the night.
Meanwhile, Adrian arrived back at the estate. The moment he stepped through the front door, his thoughts were on one person alone.
Matteo.
He didn't even bother stopping downstairs. With quick, eager steps, he headed straight for their bedroom.
As he pushed the bedroom door open, Adrian walked deeper into the spacious room. His eyes soon found Matteo, who was sitting quietly on a sofa in one corner.
