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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