Chapter 21
Blake puttered around the kitchen, plating the eggs and sprinkling shredded cheese on top. He put the plates side by side on the baking sheet because he hadn’t been able to find a serving tray. Then he turned to retrieve the coffee and tea and came face-to-face with an amused looking Derek.
“What ‘cha doin, B?”
Blake scowled. “Get out of here. I’m making you breakfast in bed. And I can’t do that if you aren’t actually in bed.”
Derek’s laugh rumbled through the room, and even though Blake tried to maintain his pout, he lost it the moment Derek wrapped him in a hug and kissed his cheek. His morning whiskers scratched Blake’s jaw.
“This looks great,” Derek said as he peered down the length of Blake’s body to look at the plates.
“It’s scrambled eggs,” Blake scoffed. “Nothing m
