Turning in the bed, her hand reached out and touched his pillow. It was still warm, but he was gone.
Alice sat up, letting the sheets fall, exposing her naked breasts to the cold morning air.
“Axel?” she called out.
The bedroom door opened, and a robe-clad Axel stepped inside with a cup in each hand. He closed the door behind him and turned to her. A raised eyebrow and then a grin appeared on his face.
“Well, good morning,” he said.
Alice looked down at her breasts, then sat up straight and leaned back on her elbows against the pillows, giving him an even better view.
“Good morning,” she purred.
Axel’s smile widened, and he bit his lower lip. He set the cups beside the bed and quickly removed his robe as he leaped onto the bed, drawing a squeal of laughter from Alice.
Once their morning exercise was done, they lay together in bed. Alice curled into Axel’s side, her fingertips lightly drawing invisible circles on his chest as he sipped his cold coffee.
