Jack. Dawkins

I move slightly at the sound of the door opening, knowing it's my morning maid. I had told her there was no need to knock, she's very persistent anyway.

“Mmmh…” I moan, my usual way of greeting her every morning, but when she opens the curtains I let out a slightly more aggressive moan. “Mmmm!”

I throw myself on the bed to face the wall, my eyes still tightly closed

I laughed lightly at Dawkins' complaints "You have to get up doctor" I said while picking up the dirty clothes that were on the floor "I remind you that today you have to go check on patient number 5, exactly Dennys" I said while cleaning a little "Should I bring you breakfast or will you go down to the dining room?" I asked while holding the basket of clothes in my hands, I noticed that his abdomen was uncovered and I couldn't help but blush but I hid it perfectly according to me, I could still hear him complaining about the light