You spent another night in Blade's luxurious apartment. When you woke up in the morning and left the bedroom wearing only his office shirt, Blade was already standing in the kitchen with various documents on the table, one breakfast (for you) and two cups of coffee next to him. His hair was still disheveled and he was dressed in a black silk robe, the cut of which exposed his muscular chest.

Blade looked up at you and said sharply. “I ordered you coffee, and I don’t care if you don’t drink it.”