Harper’s POV
I wake up to the sound of Caleb’s alarm going off on his phone. I hear him groan and fumble with his phone before turning it off and hear his phone hit the carpet on the floor. He groans in irritation on his side of the bed. I feel him roll over to my side and wrap an arm around me. I roll over to face him in bed, placing my hand on his face.
“I don’t want to,” he groans.
“I don’t want you to either. Can't you just call in sick?”
“No. I can’t do that,” he huffs out.
“Ok,” I say, a little sad.
He groans again in displeasure. I find it funny when this large man throws a tantrum like a toddler. I kiss his lips to try and make it better but I know it won’t. I move to get out of bed to make breakfast. I sit up just for him to wrap his arms around me h
