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"Smelly Mel!" Lifting my niece in my arms, I spun her around and she sounded off her cute giggles. I loved this kid.
"Uncle Brandon!"
"Yeah?"
"Daddy's friend is here and she's Princesses with me."
"Word?? What friend?"
"Deja!" She said excitedly.
"Deja? I know Deja. I like her, she's cool people."
"Yea, and she's pretty."
"I agree."
With Fran behind me, I turned back to look at her.
"Apparently, Deja is here."
"Oh really?"
"She had Princess Sleepover with me." Melody said.
"She slept here?"
"Yea. "
I gave a side glance to Fran who was doing the same to me.
Like clock work, The Double D's walked down the stairs.
"Oh, Wassup y'all." Damir greeted.
"Wassup indeed my brother." I smirked at him and he rolled his eyes.
"Daddy! Daddy!"
"Yea MelBear?" He said, scooping her out of my arms.
"Eggs."
"Hmm, what's the magic word?"
"Eggs, please?"
"That's more like it."
They headed for the kitchen and I looked at Deja, who was mid yawn and wiping her eyes.
"Hey Sleeping Beauty."
"Hi Brandon."
"Girl, where did you sleep?" Fran grilled.
"In the guest room." She said in a duh tone.
"Damn, thought you was gonna say Damir's room."
"Brandon, cut it out." She said, hitting my arm gently.
"Aye....just saying. Sydney would not like none of this."
"Sydney doesn't know anything about me being here....unless you're turning into a snitch."
"I would never. But she is actually parking her car outside because her and Damir were supposed hang. But I'm sensing he forgot."
Deja groaned and walked off into the kitchen and I couldn't help but notice the sweatpants and t-shirt she was rocking. The latest in Damir Weston Closet Fashion.
