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.

comb my hair or talk to me when they were here. They were only focused on my big brother.”

my palm over

lovely girl. Their loss.”

fun and she was not at all troublesome.

was an easy task and I was proud to

the television we both walked upstairs to her bedroom where once she snuggled in her covers, fell asleep within seconds of

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

from her face and sighed. “Thank you for being a sweet little

shifts and I backed away quickly not wanting the vibration to

pulled out the phone from my pocket. A row of notifications had my phone

over the cracked screen of my

notifications showcased in front of

knowing what to expect. They were notifications from

When are you going to update!!? This is taking

are slow, and

Stop dragging the story!

Take your time author, can’t wait to see

Oh My God, I

that some readers enjoy my work enough to want more. Unfortunately, I still wasn’t sure

showing

so sweet Layla. You taste even better than

shivered as that little

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

I got bad comments from impatient readers but then it lightens as

docs. My eyes swept over my words. It feels as if it was another

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