Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 67

Layla’s pov

Daffodil had just taken a bath and had already eaten her lunch about an hour ago. Chef Bryce had already left so it was only Daff and me in the house.

I pass the comb through Daff’s slightly wet hair. She hugged her bunny and giggled at the movie playing on the screen.

We were watching Finding Nemo and apparently, that was one of her favorite movies. She had so many favorites that I had lost count of how many.

After making sure that her hair was free of all tangles, I began to plait her hair. I marveled at how soft her hair was and how much it reminded me of her brother’s.

A yawn came from her lips and I felt a small smile curve on my face. “Are you tired?” I asked softly, running my fingers on the little troublesome hairs at the sides.

I never had a younger sibling and it was kind of nice taking care of someone else that wasn’t my mother.

She nods softly and lets out another yawn. “I am. I want to go for a nap.” She lets out another yawn while hugging her bunny even closer to her. I nod.

“Do you normally go for a nap at this time?” | asked in curiosity, getting off the chair

“Sometimes. I always get sleepy when someone’s combing my hair.” She giggles.

“Oh so then it’s my fault you’re so tired?” I joked, helping her up from the cushion. I picked it up and set it back on the sofa neatly.

Daff giggles, placing her bunny on the other side of her waist and looked up at me. “You’re going to be my sister one day. I just know it!” She smiles, seeming to be pleased with herself.

| swallowed harshly and was tempted to look away from her. I would hate to disappoint her….

“Daff I

I stopped. I couldn’t tell a five year old that her brother and I would never, ever happen. It would break her little heart and crush the little dream she had of us.

talk to me when they were here. They were only

brushing my palm over her head. “Well

lovely girl. Their loss.”

did. Spending time with Daff was fun and she was not at all

easy task and I was proud

and after I put off the television we both walked upstairs to her bedroom where

throw the covers over her. “Thank you for being my friend Layla.” She mumbled in her sleep and snuggled

face and sighed. “Thank you for being a sweet little girl Daff,” I whispered, smiling as

vibration from my phone startled me. Daff shifts and I backed

I pulled out the phone from my pocket. A row of

swiped my thumb down over the cracked screen of my

notifications showcased in front

anxiety, already knowing what to expect. They were notifications from my

going to update!!? This is

Updates are slow, and chapters are

dragging the

time author, can’t wait to see how this story

Oh My God, I need

that some readers enjoy my work enough to

was showing me a

sweet Layla. You taste even better than

as that little flashback

lot. But I still didn’t have that spark of inspiration to

endless notifications. My heart throbs a bit when I got bad comments from impatient readers

together, I hummed and then clicked on Google docs. My eyes swept over my words.

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