"Give me a kiss, and I'll let go," Damon requested.

Nyla glared at him. "Damon, can you stop being so childish?"

"I just want a good morning kiss. If you don't give it to me, I won't let go," he insisted.

At that moment, Nyla saw a reflection of Mason in Damon. Before Mason turned three, he had to have a kiss on his face every morning, or he would throw a tantrum. Just like father, like son.

Thinking about how Valarie was waiting for her downstairs, Nyla leaned over and quickly pecked Damon on the cheek before pulling back.

"Can you let go of me now?" she asked, her tone calm, though the slight blush on her ears betrayed her.

Damon didn't tease her further and released her hand.

As Nyla sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, Damon's strong hands steadied her.

"I'll help you wash up," he said.

assistance, she moved much more

the bathroom, Nyla noticed a black toothbrush and cup

the toothbrush and cup. "What's

I said it's to make it easier to take care of you, would you believe

think I

I just want to hold your hand every night before bed and wake up to you

and she didn't know how to respond. She turned her gaze

sigh of relief. As long as

they finished washing up,

while washing up, she had already accepted the idea of

a couple now, and living

be together for life if nothing

...

they changed clothes, Damon

on the sofa in

quickly set down her cup and looked at the two of them with a curious expression. Could

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