Dylan held his head as the morning light attacked his eyes. He groaned in a painful tone, "why do you have to do that! I still need to get some sleep." He whined.

　　Mona chuckled, climbing back onto the bed. She placed a soft kiss on his lips. "Why are you acting like a big baby? You have a lot of things to do today. It's Sofia's sixth month, and as her godfather, she is coming around to spend quality time with you."

　　Pushing himself up hurriedly, Dylan grinned ...