Lessons Learnt

It wasn't until a little past seven o’clock in the morning when Daisy slipped out of her bedroom.

She had been up most of the night, watching Brett sleep. It was such a rare treat, because she hardly ever managed to wake up before he did.

She walked down the hallway until it emptied into the expansive open floor plan of the main living area. It was ridiculous that she lived in an apartment large enough for a family, all by herself. But she'd long ago learned to pick her battles when it came to arguing with her parents over her safety. There was no way they were budging on location or security features like a doorman and front desk, but the idea of exploiting her cooperation on her living arrangements to get them to ease up on other points crossed her mind.

She was in the kitchen waiting for the coffee to finish brewing when Ugo joined her. She strolled in looking amazing in a pair of gray sweats.

"Morning, Daisy baby," she murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple as she passed her.