Kayla's POV

"Good morning, Daisy." I mumbled a greeting, still half-asleep, expecting a hug from my daughter by the bed. However, what responded to me wasn't the warm embrace of my child but the deep, low chuckle of a man.

I snapped my eyes open.

"Have you recognized who I am?" Harrison teased, his handsome face adorned with a playful smirk.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed, throwing the covers off and sitting up abruptly. "What time is it now?"

Harrison abandoned his playful expression, calmly ...