The following morning, he awoke to a sweet scent filling his nose. It wasn't overly sweet, but perfect.<br/><br/>He opened his eyes, red gracing his vision. Soft skin moved against his.<br/><br/>He smiled and nuzzled the sweet female before him. He nibbled her earlobe.<br/><br/>"I'm going to make you that breakfast, sweetness. There will be some clothes for you to slip into on my dresser by the bathroom door," he said softly.<br/><br/>He slipped out of bed, dressed in a pair of gym shorts and slipped on his slippers before going down to the kitchen. Just in case, he wrote a note.<br/><br/><strong>After dressing, come downstairs.<br/>To the left of the stairs, go into the dining room. <br/>I'll have your food ready.</strong><br/><br/>And he did just that. With help from Fritz of course, but mostly, he cooked himself.