Lark looked around Max’s living area and whistled. “Wow.”
“Thanks.” He motioned down the hall. “I’ll show you the guest room. It has its own private bath. You can get showered in there. Johan usually stays there. He’s the only other person who has a key here.”
“Ollie doesn’t?”
“No. None of my family do because they don’t understand what the hell a boundary is,” Max grunted. “I gave her a key once, but she came in here unannounced while I was busy.”
“With a woman?”
He frowned. “No. I was in the middle of a research project, and I needed to focus. I was working from home because there were too many interruptions in the office. She barged in here and wouldn’t get the heck out and I ended up not getting a damn thing done. She stayed three days. I took my key from her and changed all the l
