Chapter 92: Guests For Dinner.

After Titus got time to catch his breath, Marcel, who was thinking of how to ask for help, finally decided to broach the topic.

"Are you free later today?" Marcel asked as he refilled the empty glass with water.

"Not really. Why?" Titus asked as he looked at the handsome teenager who was looking at him with glowing eyes.

  "I needed help with setting these things up. If you have time, do you think you can come help?" Marcel asked, and Titus nodded after thinking about it. It wasn't like he had plans for later anyway.

"Thank you," Marcel said with a wide smile, and Titus helplessly smiled back at him.

"I'm going to go up to wash up and rest for a bit. Call or text me when you want to set things up," Titus said as he stood up from the barstool and Marcel nodded in agreement. Marcel watched as he left his apartment and also went to his room to wash up.