Waking I look around, I’m in Jasper’s bed. I move and sit up, seeing the glass on the side. A note propped up in front of it.
Drink it all, please. Breakfast is in the kitchen, but I’m guessing it will be dinner, not breakfast, by the time you wake. Stay at mine if you want. I will be back around five. Make sure you drink plenty of water, baby girl.
I smile at the note and drink the water, I throw on one of his shirts and walk through, grabbing the breakfast from the hot plates I eat. It’s nearly twelve, so he was right about dinner time. I spend the day on his sofa watching crappy tv. Grateful for the peace and quiet, though.
My phone rings, and I answer.
“Baby girl, I’ll be back in about an hour with food.”
“Okay, Daddy, I will wait for you.” I will. I need to go back to the hotel
