"Good morning, baby." a deep, raspy voice wakes me up, and I groan before opening my eyes.
Axel is standing at the edge of the bed, wearing only his tight, black boxer briefs, and in his hands there is a plate, full of food. I gasp, and sit up immediately so that he could put the plate on my thighs.
"You made this?" I ask, a happy smile on my face.
"Yep. I've never really made pancakes before so don't expect too much." he tells me and sets the plate down, before climbing on, and sitting next to me, his legs tucked underneath
