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"What was going on in there?" Tatiana asked, looking at them.

"Nothing. Michael was helping me put something in there." Nicole lied.

"Michael?"

"Babe, I went to the bathroom after." He smiled and kissed her. "That's all that happened."

Tatiana nodded and walked over to Nicole. "Your brother is in town."

"Chris or Nick?" Nicole asked.

"Nickolas and Christian." Tatiana squealed and Michael frowned.

"Michael, those glasses go in the kitchen."

He nodded and left.

"I missed them sooo much." She exaggerated.

Nicole laughed. "How'd y'know they were in this part of Cali?"

"Social media, duh."

Nicole smacked her lips and rolled her eyes. "I haven't seen them since I was 17." Nicole said, pushing a box to a corner.

"Nikki, it's been six, almost seven years."

"Yes, we haven't kept in contact either. I did with my dad, but other than him, I haven't talked to them."

"Well, Chris is married, bummer."

Nicole shook her head. "So are you and plus, he's six years older than us."

Tatiana ignored her comment and continued. "He has a little girl. Nick is still that playa he always will be."

"That's my bubby for ya."

"Nic, someone's here!" Michael called out.

"I'll be back, Tat."

Tatiana nodded and went in the kitchen.

Nicole went to go open the door and a girl who looked to be in her early twenties was standing there.

"My mom's coming. Anyway, you must be Nicole." She held out her hand.

Nicole hesitantly shook it and moved her hand.

"Not to be rude, but who are you?" Nicole asked.

Krista walked up. "Nicole, this Kristina, your younger sister."

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