Valentino was avoiding him.
Nathan thought, frowning, as he walked through the vacuous hallway, with his crisp, hurried footsteps filling the air. He cast a glance at his watch and winced.
9:27 AM.
It had been well over a week since Valentino took on a calm demeanor. No rage. No violence. Just grunts, furrowed brows and gritted teeth.
They'd gone to sleep side-by-side without issues. Although, Nathan had messed a few times by waking up late, but Valentino never addressed it.
He'd simply left the bed.
Three times.
Nathan had woken up three times, only to see that the man had left. It had scared him at first.
Then, he thought the man had somewhere urgent to be.
It was after he exited the bedroom and saw Valentino seated beside Cheryl in the dining room that he knew he was w
