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* one year time skip *

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* one year time skip *

j a c k s o n

"hi, ximena, hi aurora," i greeted with a grin as they walked in. "merry christmas."

"merry christmas." they smiled.

i gave each of them a hug before leading them inside. ximena immediately walked over to momma and mami.

"well if it isn't my two favorite milfs." she smirked.

"hi, ximena." momma rolled her eyes with a laugh as she pulled her into a hug.

"aw, c'mon, don't roll your eyes at me, mamas," she teased, saying 'mamas' in a funny voice. "you know you want me."

"yeah, i can assure we don't." mami chuckled.

"dude, just one kiss is all i want!"

momma and mami whispered something to each other quickly, making ximena's brows furrowed. her eyes widened though as momma kissed her left cheek, and mami kissed her right cheek.

"oh my god, i can die happily now!" ximena exclaimed.

"you're annoying." aurora rolled her eyes as she grabbed the collar of her shirt to pull her back.

ximena stumbled backwards, though she had a smirk on her face. "yet... you're marrying me."

ximena had proposed just last month; aurora obviously said yes.

"yeah, whatever." aurora chuckled, pulling her into a hug to kiss her cheek.

"where's apollo?" i raised a brow after a moment.

just a few weeks after momma and mami had found out about me doing drugs, momma had gotten me a puppy. she had explained that she had gotten shiloh to help overcome her addiction, so she figured it could help me too. i named him apollo, and he honesty has helped a lot.

"i think skyler has him." mami told me, pointing to the living room.

"'ight, swag." i nodded, walking to the living room.

i walked by the couch, seeing that iris was sitting on the couch. she was sitting in her girlfriend's lap, making out with her. they started dating about six months ago, and she makes iris way happier than miles ever did.

i thumped iris on the forehead. "stop that, you're too young."

"i'm sixteen, almost seventeen," she deadpanned. "i am not too young."

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