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~Aislinn~

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~Aislinn~

My legs lay on Zander's lap, a book in my hand it was a nice Saturday afternoon, a breeze flows through the living room. I could smell the flowers that sat just outside Dorian's home, his home slowly becoming ours.

Jaxon shoved Tobias while they played a game, a game that I so very much did not want him playing.

"Stick it butthole!" Jax shouted as his little fingers pressed on the controller, where the hell is my child learning these words?

"Not if you stick it first," Tobias shot at his avatar on the screen, I watched my little boy and the man child going back and forth.

"Mommy, Unca toby being mean!" I smiled at how he said his version of uncle to Unca. He shook his knee but his gaze focused on the screen.

"Lynn, Jaxon is being mean!" Tobias shoot back, I shooked my head and dropped my book.

"Boys, behave," I said in a stern but playful tone. I stood from my stop and went into the kitchen to get snacks.

I heard the doorbell ring.

"I'll get it!" I shouted but it wasn't like any of them were gonna move from their seats.

I swung open the door to see a man in his late twenties, he was around 6'2 smooth tone skin and dark brown smoldering eyes, fitting with his brown hair. A small child beside him maybe around Jaxon's age.

"Hello,"

A smirk touch his lips, I watched his eyes gaze down to my bare legs. I only had on shorts with Dorian's white button-up hanging practical off my shoulder.

"Hola Hermosa," I blinked at him but then move my gaze to the little boy, he looked exactly like the man checking me out.

"Dorian, you have company!" I shouted from the foyer, he was in his office down the hall still I wasn't sure if he will hear me.

"You call him by his first name, bold," the man in front of me muttered, that was his name was it not?

"Dorian, there is a dude that looks like he stepped out of an Armani commercial here for you!" I shouted again, I looked back at him watching his shoulders bounce.

"Armani commercial, really?"  He laughed, and a small chuckle leaves me, I did speak my mind calling him that. He was handsome I wasn't going to hold that back.

"Sorry, what's your name?" I asked.

"I'm-" I cut him off and squatted down to the little boy's level.

"I wasn't talking to you, I was asking him," I say matter factly, a smile touching my lips looking at him, unlike Mr. Armani, this little boy has grey eyes.

"Nicolas," He held his hand out for me to shake, well kind manners.

"I'm Aislinn, how old are you?" I asked, he had to be around Jaxon's age if so I do hope they can be friends.

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