Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"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.

moved much more quickly, so she

noticed a black toothbrush and cup beside her own. Everything else had

toothbrush and cup. "What's this

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

think I would?" Nyla

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

unexplainable in Nyla, and she didn't know how to respond. She turned her gaze away, her voice soft. "I'll go wash

let out a small sigh of relief. As long as she

finished washing up,

saw half of Damon's clothes in the closet. In fact, while washing up, she had already

a couple now, and

picture, they would be together for life if nothing

...

they changed clothes, Damon insisted

sitting on the sofa

She quickly set down her cup and looked at the two of them