Daisy’s POV
The first thing that registered in my mind was the scent of freshly brewed coffee. From the aroma, it was a sweet one with a hint of cinnamon. My eyelids fluttered open, and I found four faces hovering above me, all grinning like they’d just won the lottery.
Chris was holding a tray that looked like it belonged in a party buffet; Nick was beside him, and his grin was the widest. Donovan was leaning against the headboard with his arms around Nate, who looked like he was forced out of bed.
“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Christopher grinned.
“Good morning…” I muttered sleepily. “Why are you all up this early? And why do you look so cheerful?”
He chuckled. “We decided you deserved a royal breakfast in bed. Consider it a small thank you for… well, for putting up with us.” He
