Harper’s POV
The next morning I’m woke up to kisses on my forehead and cheeks.
“Little one, wake up,” I hear Caleb’s voice say softly.
I stretch while squeaking and open my eyes to see Caleb out of bed and dressed in gym clothes already.
“Good morning,” he says softly as he takes a seat next to me on the bed.
“Good morning. What time is it?”
“It’s four-thirty. I need to get to the gym then go to work.”
I groan in response to what he just said. I’m not a morning person.
“I know. There’s coffee waiting for you and you can use the kitchen to make yourself breakfast. I also put your gym bag next to the front door so you have it when you go later.”
I stretch and wrap my arms around his torso saying, “thank you.”
“You’re welcome, little one. I need
