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Brianna 𝙥𝙤𝙫 : 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-Two
My finger skimmed over the picture tapped to the page, then started reading.
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June 9, 2005
"Come on, princess, let's get you dressed and to your papa; God knows your brothers need all the time in the world to get ready."
I baby-talked Brianna for a few minutes after showering
I moisturized her skin and mine throwing on a robe afterward.
I had a schedule for everything, written down. No. But everything I did was in my head, it was best that way.
"All right, princess, daddy's waiting,"
After kicking on my slippers I started down to my foster sons Scarra the five-year-old and Ace the seven-year-old.
"Wake up sleepy heads, in the showers, come on," I knocked repeatedly on the door until I saw movement.
Afterward, I made my way down to the basement, pulling open the large heavy door to my husband's office.
He never looked up, his gaze fixed on the book and laptop in front of him. I cleared my throat as I approached his desk, skimming my hands across the wood. His head finally rose, darting to my face, then down to my exposed thighs.
