Charlie's POV

I was disoriented when I woke up. I was in a big bed with fluffy lilac- colored sheets and pillows. My clothes felt strange so I looked down. I was in a short, white nightgown with lacy shorts. I blushed as I finally remembered where I was.

I looked around the rest of the room. Next to the bed on the right side of me was a white nightstand with a clock and a lamp the same color as the bed. There was a white cedar chest at the end of the bed and a dresser with a mirror against the wall. On the left was a step down into a bigger space.

There was a purple beanbag next to a shelf of movies and stuffies. A big TV was hung on the wall. The walls were a creamy white with lilac trim and patterns.

Just then, Trevor- Daddy, I mean- walked in.

"Hey baby girl. Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Yes Daddy." I replied as I stretched.

"Well breakfast is ready so come on."

I slipped out of bed and I noticed a pair of kitty slippers on the floor. I giggled and slipped them on. Suddenly, Daddy scooped me up into his arms. I squeaked, thoroughly surprised. I giggled as we set off for the kitchen, swinging my feet. I didn't just like being in his arms, I loved it.