Axton POV:
"Mmm" I hear from nearby as I blearily open my eyes. Seeing a mass of blonde hair on my chest I smile to myself as I watch Mila slowly wake up.
"What time is it?" She asks, her voice husky from sleep.
"Little after 11am" I yawn as I roll onto my side tucking her into my chest. "I slept so well" I murmur as we lie there peacefully for a few moments.
Suddenly she bolts upright before groaning loudly and clutching at her stomach and heart. "f**k no" she cries as her chest heaves with her laboured breathing.
"Mila?!" I exclaim jumping up from the bed and crouching by her side.
Seeing the tears stream down her face I feel my heart clench. Hissing she grabs the duvet and fists it tightly in her hands.
"No no no" she cries as she falls into a fetal position shaking from her sob
