Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

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.

to me when they were here. They were only focused on my big

Daffodil while brushing my palm over her head. “Well then,

lovely girl. Their loss.”

did. Spending time with Daff was fun and she was not at all troublesome. She was well behaved and it was obvious that

an easy task and I was proud to say that

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

smiled at her small little figure in the bed and throw the covers over her. “Thank you for being my friend Layla.” She mumbled in

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

a vibration from my phone startled me. Daff shifts and I backed away quickly not wanting the vibration to disturb her

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

thumb down over the cracked screen of

in front of my

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

going to update!!? This is taking way too

and chapters are way

dragging the story! So

time author, can’t wait to see how this

Oh My God, I

that one. It always feels so good to know that some readers enjoy my work enough to want more. Unfortunately, I still wasn’t sure I was ready yet

was showing me

Layla. You taste

as that little flashback popped into

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

while scrolling through the endless notifications. My heart throbs a bit when I got bad comments from impatient readers but then

swept over my words. It feels as if it was another person who had written