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Ayanna (23)
Brooklyn (25)Brooklyn's POV
It was a long night, I finished up my security shift. All I want now is to see my son and lay in my bed.
"Hello, I'm home."
I put my keys in the dish and I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Welcome home Brooklyn."
Ayanna comes up to me. Beautiful brown skin, dark brown hair that was in a high bun, and she wore a grey sweat suit.
"Hey Ya-Ya."
She smiles and comes around me. She removed my ear piece and takes off my jacket.
"You don't have to do that Ya-Ya."
"I wanna help out as much as I can."
"Thank you, how'd it go today?"
"Lovely as always. We had a full day, he's upstairs sleeping now. I can heat up your dinner while you go see him."
Ayanna walks to the kitchen as I follow behind her.
"Is spaghetti okay?"
I smile.
"Perfect, thank you."
I went upstairs to Samirs room and opened the door carefully. He was sound asleep in his bed. I sat down next to him and caress his face. I absolutely love being a mom. It was a little overwhelming at first, but as a first time parent I think that's normal.
"Mama loves you so much."
I kiss his forehead and go downstairs to the kitchen. Ayanna had set up my plate and made me a drink.
"This is very much needed."
"Long day?"
"Very, a few dumbasses at work trying to get into the building without a pass."
"Isn't there a sign that says you need one?"
Ayanna snickers.
"Exactly why reading is fundamental."
I continued to eat my food and talk to Ya-Ya. She makes everything so much easier especially with being a single parent.
1:00 AM
"I should get going, it's late."
We both got up and head to the front door.
"Thank you for everything Ya-Ya."
"Of course, I love Samir and if I can make things easier for you I will do it in a heartbeat."
She gives me a little smile.
"I don't think you know how much I appreciate you..."
I sent her money on cash app and she looks at her phone.
"BK, that's too much..."
"It's just enough."
"Thank you."
We gave each other a hug and honestly it felt good. The smell of her perfume immediately hit my nose, she smelt like vanilla and cinnamon. I don't want her to leave just yet...
"BK..."
"Mhmm."
"Your cologne smells good."
I chuckle.
"Your perfume smells good."
We look at each other.
"I actually use essential oils now, they last a little longer."

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