On Her Daddy’s Bed!
she inquired, wondering what was happening and why the entire room was decorated with flowers and balloons.
Her father and brother were saying nothing, and it amused her even more. They just sat and smiled at her.
She turned to Tracy and then back at them. The air tensed, and in the next minute, Axel walked down the stairs with a flower in his hand.
He was dressed in a black Ledoux that hugged his muscled arms, revealing his little tattoo, and his curled hair rested perfectly well on his face. He smiled, walking down majestically.
Hazel stared at him as he walked down, and her heart thumped at the pretty sight of her man, holding a flower and looking all gorgeous.