To my pleasant surprise, Hayden bought a lot of stuff for Little Hayden. I’m starting to call the puppy Little Hayden now, but it was clear that Hayden still hated the idea and the name. It might be weird if two ’Haydens’ turn up when I call for him. Also, it might be weird for Hayden to say his own name as part of the dog’s name when he calls for it.


    Well, if things don’t work out, I can always think of a new name.


    The maids brought in all the stuff that Hayden got for the dog, and I had to admit that he had a habit of over-buying everything. There was so much stuff that I felt stupid worrying about theck of dog food. There was dog food, dry and wet, and other things that would spoil Little Hayden rotten.


    A dog bed, chew toys, plush toys, various dog snacks, many cors in different colors, dog clothes, dog shoes, leashes, a stroller, shampoo and so many other things that I didn’t bother to go through anymore. I closed therge brown box and decided to deal with everything when I had the time.


    It was gettingte and after Little Hayden had eaten his full of food and some snacks, he began drifting off to a peaceful sleep right there on the floor. Iid out his bed on the floor close to the sofa and lifted his small body onto his bed. It’s probably a good idea to train him where he should sleep early on so that he could get used to it.


    "He’s finally asleep…" Hayden whispered as if afraid that he would wake the little puppy.


    I looked over at Hayden before offering him a smile. Despite what he says, I could feel that Hayden probably had a soft spot for animals. Recalling our time together at the tiger conservatory when we yed with the tiger cubs brought back really good memories and feelings. He was gentle to the animals back then too.


    "I guess I should thank Luka the next time that I see him for giving you this genius idea of getting me a dog. I’m sure that I’ll be a lot less lonely with him around and I’ll probably be busy dealing with his mischief and struggling to toilet train him…" I said with augh.


    "I’ll let him know that you send your thanks," Hayden replied with a nod.


    "Oh right, I almost forgot. The website ispleted now, and I managed to add in themission form that we talked about. Want to have a look?" I suggested with a proud smile.


    "Show me," he said.


    Hayden’s eyes were on the output of my hard work as I showed him thepleted website and the form that thankfully worked. He seemed to be thinking of something as he scrolled through images of my past artworks that I have added to showcase my portfolio on the website.


    "What do you think? Does it look ok?" I asked as I bit my lower lip anxiously.


    "It looks great. We’ll go with this for now," Hayden replied before he patted the top of my head.


    I smiled a little at him as I tried to keep myself from blushing at hispliment. It was rare for him topliment anything that I do so I guess I felt more than a little happy. Now that the website was up and running, I wondered what I should do next so that my career wouldn’t be put on hold while I am stuck holed up in this ce.


    "Great then. I guess I’ll work on some painting tomorrow. Maybe I’ll paint some flowers in the garden around the mansion. I saw many beautiful flowers thest time I went there…" I said thoughtfully as I nned my next move.


    "Sounds like a good n. I’m just relieved that you got the website up and running in time," Hayden said sounding satisfied.


    "In time for?" I asked, catching on to his words.


    He did just say something about me making it in time, didn’t he?


    "Nothing. Just enjoy your time with…Little Hayden…" Hayden said with much hesitation around the dog’s new name.


    I couldn’t stop myself and I burst outughing at how funny he sounded. Hayden looked like he hated the name so much but the look of difort he showed when he said the puppy’s new name was so hrious. I covered my mouth with my hand as I tried to stopughing at him before I start pissing him off, but it was difficult for me to stop giggling.


    Surprisingly, Hayden didn’t get mad and with that the question that I had asked him earlier slipped from my mind. After recovering from my slightly embarrassing outburst ofughter, I remembered that I haven’t told Hayden about my exciting tour around his mansion with Auntie.


    "This mansion is much bigger than I thought. I went on a tour around the mansion today with Auntie by the way. She’s a really talented tour guide and I really had fun. She took me around everywhere and she also showed me your wing of the mansion," I reported enthusiastically.


    "And?" Hayden said, prompting me to go on with my exciting little story.


    "I thought that the interior style in your wing is very impressive. Modern but luxurious. Like a modern five-star hotel. I really like it, honestly," I said before smiling up at him.


    Hayden’s clear blue eyes watched me intently as I spoke animatedly about the different rooms in his wing that Auntie showed me.


    "She showed me where your bedroom was too…but she didn’t open the door so I couldn’t steal a look inside," I muttered in slight disappointment.


    She also showed me where Harvey’s wing was. Well, she told me about it after she caught me staring at it in wonder. Auntie didn’t take me in there though and I knew that Hayden had told me too that it was off limits. I looked up into Hayden’s face and found that he was focused on listening to what I was telling him. Should I ask him about Harvey’s wing?


    --To be continued…