Jasper

I'm drinking my coffee, waiting for Daisy to come into the kitchen. I'm going to ask her to do something with me. Something I've never asked of anyone else. My hand slightly shakes as I bring the cup to my lips. I'm beyond nervous. 

She shuffles into the kitchen, hair a mess, and smile sleepy. This is my favorite way of seeing her. It's special because only I get to see her this way. "Morning." She yawns, wrapping her arms around herself. "How long have ...