Third Person POV:
"Baby," Brayden sighed trying to get Rachel out of bed. "You have to get up. You've been in bed for hours."
She rolled away from him and stuffed her head in a pillow. "Just let me die in comfort." She muffled out. He sighed at her exaggerated attitude.
"Come on, we have work."
"I wanna stay home today."
"You're coming with us."
"I don't wanna."
"I don't remember asking if you wanted to."
She turned her head to breathe and narrowed her eyes at him. "You're a nugget."
"Mhm get out of bed."
She sat up and blew out a dramatic breath. "Do I have to?"
"You do."
Lazily holding her arms up Brayden stared at her, trying not give in. Of course, he picked her up within seconds. As he walked them over to the closet she kept clinging to him harder with each step.
When he
