The following morning, I couldn't sleep, so I grabbed a coffee and stepped outside for a smoke. Even so early, people were strolling by, and I noticed warriors jogging, all keeping an eye on me in front of Axel's place. When Axel stepped outside, their attention shifted.
“Were they as intimidated by your dad?” I asked as he joined me with his coffee.
“No way. He was a softy. I’m not,” he replied. I raised an eyebrow and leaned my head on his shoulder.
“That’s what you think,” I said as he wrapped his arm around my waist, drawing a few curious glances. “I didn’t realize this street would be so lively,” I added.
“It’s not usually this packed. I heard you told the doctor not to kill me yesterday or you’d handle it yourself,” Axel smirked.
“Well, you’re still breathing, aren’t you?” I s
