His Muffin

Who is it?

CHAPTER 22

{Xavier Knight}

"XAVIER," Amaya groans from the room while I make pancakes in the kitchen.

I left the door open because she needs to wake up for college. I woke up earlier to make her breakfast.

"Yes, muffin?" I call out.

I hear some shuffling, "why aren't you in bed?"

She walks out of the room, naked. Shit.

"I was making you breakfast," I look away, not wanting to get distracted. It's not working.

She walks over to me, yawning and hugs me from behind, her head resting on my back.

I put the pancake I was making onto a plate and turn off the heat.

Turning to her, I pick her up and her legs wrap around my waist and she snuggles her head into my neck. Fucking adorable.

I walk her into the room and lay her down on the bed, "don't go," she mumbles.

I smile, "I'm not done with the pancakes, love."

"Mm, make them later," she whispers.

"Muffin, you need to wake up soon and I want you to eat something before you leave," I sigh.

"But I wanna lay with you," she whines, "I can eat in-between classes."

"Just for a little, then I need to finish making them," I give in.

She opens her arms and I lay in the bed, pulling her to me. I grab the blanket, laying it on us and she cuddles more into me, humming. She is going to be the death of me.

After she falls asleep, I carefully slide her off of me and return to the pancakes.

She comes out of the bedroom after a while. I don't know if I should be glad or disappointed that she is wearing my shirt.

"Thank you," she smiles when I give her the plate of pancakes.

I kiss her head, "no problem, baby."

After we eat, we both shower. Once together and once separate.

I get ready for work and she gets ready for college.

"Come on, I'll drop you," I say as she wears her shoes.

She shakes her head, "no, it's okay. You have work, I don't want you to be late because of me."

"Muffin I promise I'm not going to be late. Let me drop you," I sigh.

"Fine but if you are late it's not my fault," she rolls her eyes, mockingly.

I laugh and throw her over my shoulder, hearing a squeak.

I carry her all the way to my car and she just chills there. I open the passenger door and set her inside, bending over to clasp her seatbelt and kiss her at the same time.

I get into the driver's seat and my hand instinctively goes to her thigh and she blushes.

I turn to her with a smirk, "You don't blush when I'm inside you but you blush when I grab your thigh?"

Her eyes widen and she looks the other way. "Drive," she orders.

I laugh and start heading toward her college.

After dropping her off I go to work. I sadly don't get muffins in the morning when she has classes but she has an evening shift so she makes me muffins then.

I head inside and go straight to the elevator, going up to my office.

I start working and a few hours later my assistant informs me that Amaya is here for me.