It was almost sunset when Kelvin sent off Leslie back to her home. And once Kelvin returned inside the house, he walked towards Cris, who was sitting by the fireplace.
He sat right next to him and leaned his head on his shoulder.
"Cris, you ended up not fulfilling any wishes of mine for eleven days," Kelvin told him when suddenly, he gently pulled his head down and made him lie down on him, using Cris lap as his pillow. Kelvin smiled and he gladly positioned himself as he looked up at him.
The man stared down into Kelvin's eyes.
"Eleven requests aren't that hard to fulfill. What are your requests? Tell me and we can start but I will be choosing which request I will fulfill first because you are still injured. Who knows, you might ask me to help you fish tuna in the Pacific Ocean
