“Morning Babe,” Adam yawned, stretching next to me.
“What time is it?” I asked popping up and leaning on the headboard, grinning like a loon, “Can we go and get Riley now.”
Adam chuckled as he leaned over to the nightstand, picking up his phone, then rolled on his back, he frowned, “It’s only a quarter to seven,”
I crossed my arms over my chest, “Hmpf! I just want to bring her home, now preferably.”
Adam looked up at me from the pillow where his head rested, “I’d love to, co