[Book 2 of "Nanny Dearest"]
Have you ever felt an itch?
Like one that you can't scratch
It's tempting
It's aggravating
And it won't go away.
I've been clean for a year and five months
This itch feel like it's coming back.
Attempting to balancing...
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U.S/Thursday/2:50pm
"You sure? Cause I'll personally take care of it." Ruslan said and I touched his arm.
"That's unnecessary. She's just upset." I told him. We're driving to go pick Makar up from school along with meeting his little friend's parents. At the moment I was just telling Ruslan about Emery little gathering that went wrong. While baby Belova sleeping in her car seat strap down in the back.
"I almost got fucking life if anyone should be holding a grudge it should be me." My fiance complained and I held in a laugh.
"You know why she holding a grudge-
"People die everyday. Shit I loss more family members than I can count you think I'm holding a grudge?" He asked and I snicker.
"You quickly get even though so do that example even apply?" I asked and he muttered something under his breath.
"You know what I mean don't be a smart ass." He said and I laughed.
"How was building the tree house?" I switch the subject and he grumble.
"Annoying as hell especially Caesar asking me are you sure it's gonna hold up. Makar tree house still fucking up and standing so I'm pretty sure I know how to perfectly make the shit stabled." He rants and I just smiled finding it cute.
"Makar didn't play in that in like a month or two." I said and Ruslan looked at me.
"Had I build the boy anything ever since?" He asked and I shook my head no. "Exactly." He said turning his attention back on the road and I playfully hit his arm.
"Oh well, are we coming over tomorrow so you can hel-
"Fuck no he can build the rest. Caesar has instructions like he said." Ruslan quickly shot the question down.
"Oh." I said looking back checking on our daughter. "What do you want for lunch." I asked Ruslan.
"Don't know really. Kinda I'm the mood for take out." He said and I turn my attention back to him.
"Can we swing by the Vietnamese place then? I want Spring Rolls and chicken dumplings." I told him and he nod his head. I bend down picking up the bag we had from AC Moore that hold fake flowers Makar told us to bring.
"You would think he's asking her out since he wanted us to buy this." I said taking the fake roses and pink flowers along with a small sketch pad and pen set.
Well if he gets a girlfriend in the future I see he's gonna go out.
"Don't forget he wants the ribbons around the flowers so he can give them to her properly. " Ruslan said the last word mocking Makar voice. I snicker feeling the car slowly stop since we at a red light. I unrolled the pink and red ribbon handing the end to Ruslan for him to rip since we don't have scissor in the car which he happily did for me. I made a neat bow around the fake flower. I reached in the back behind Ruslan seat to get the pretty gift bag so I can move every item from the store bag into there.
