Page 76 of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire
Pretty much a lot.
Fuck, that.
“Want to have breakfast with Azura today?” I ask as I flip the crepes over in the pan. His eyes widen in excitement, and he nods.
“Is she back? Yes! Let’s go!” He says, jumping off the worktop.
“Hold up, fast guy, we need to get your breakfast made.”
“Oh, yes, Azura can’t cook. We must make her breakfast too, Daddy.” I frown.
“She must have food at her place.”
“But you said I’ll have breakfast with her…”
“I only cook for you,” I mutter, glancing down at him, only to see the sadness in his eyes.
“But this is for me.” Fuck, this kid is good at emotional blackmail.
“Fine.” I frown, and he smiles happily, as if he hadn’t just beennear tears a few seconds ago.
“Yes! Azura will love your crepes, Daddy!”
“You get crepes for her on one condition. You don’t tell her that I made them, deal?”
“Deal!” He says very fast as he runs to get a tray.
Great now I am cooking for her.
Once the two plates of crepes are done, complete with Nutella and strawberries, I place two glasses on the tray and am about to take the milk carton and a juice bottle out when Corrado grabs the milk carton from me.
“Daddy no juice, Azura likes milk,” he says this while hurrying to the tray and placing the milk on it.I’m sure she fucking does.
I grab the tray, frowning down at it. They sure look fucking good. Guess I’m a better cook than her. Not that I’ve eaten anything she’s made, but then again, it would be better not to because who knows what she’d put into it. At least she tasted fucking good.
Reaching Azura’s door, I knock and pass the tray to Corrado; I don’t want to be seen carrying it. I hope she gets here quickly before he drops it, too. I watch him. Seeing the excited smile on his face as he watches the door with avid anticipation makes me smile slightly. I’d do anything for him.
The door opens to a sleepy Azura. Her hair is as smooth as ever, but you can tell she has just woken up from the strands that fall in front of her face. Her eyes are half open, her plump lips set in a pout. The oversize shirt she had pulled on last night is hanging off her shoulder, barely covering those thighs of hers… totally fuckable. Her eyes widen when she looks us both over before she smiles brightly at Corrado.
“Hi, Azura! Daddy said I could have breakfast with you today.”
“Corrado! Oh, that would be amazing! And pancakes with Nutella. Yummy!” She crouches down slightly and takes the tray from him. My gaze dips to her ass as she turns and takes the trayto the table, Corrado following her excitedly. I realise the shirt is inside out, meaning she had pulled it on before getting the door. An image of her in nothing but her lingerie returns to me, and I have to force myself to look away from her ass.
“No, Azura, we call these crepes! Daddy made them, but he said I can’t tell you,” he declares, and I raise my eyebrow. Well, he sure doesn’t know how to keep a damn secret.
“Oh…” Azura for once seems to not know what to say. She turns to look at me, and I raise an eyebrow.
“I’ll pick him up in an hour and a half… after training,” I say emotionlessly, trying to keep my eyes locked on hers and not over that body of hers.
“Sure,” she replies with a nod. Her gaze rakes over me, and I feel something inside when her eyes linger on the front of my pants before she bites her lip and turns her back on me smoothly. Fuck. We shouldn’t be in a room together.
I cross the room to Corrado, who is already waiting with his fork and knife in hand, and ruffle his hair.
“I’ll see you soon kid.”
“Take your time, Daddy. I’m okay with Azura,” he says, giving me another bright smile. I look into his hazel eyes. Someone he can live with, without me…
I push the thought away and turn. My eyes meet hers as I walk past her, brushing my arm against hers. The tingles of pleasure spread through my arm at the slight contact.
