The walk to Louis's room was lit, the young man carried the lady effortlessly, he wished he did that daily because she was some kind of sweetheart he wanted.

He made a mental note to buy a gift for Chelsea when he is coming back, but he can't wait for that time.

"I'll have breakfast brought in here, darling, and the maids are so loving, they would keep you company if that is what you want," the young man said easily.

They stared intently at one another, there was a look of gratitude that sprawled against Chelsea's face, her eyes were pleading and Louis loved that with all his might....