Chapter 6

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Recap:
"Because my birthday is two days before Christmas which means I will be able to spend Christmas with you."

"You are to sweet. Remember we had said no presents because we are saving."

"I remember."

"You hungry?"

He nodded.

"I'll go make breakfast."
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Avery's point of view.
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I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. While I was cooking my brother came in with the Christmas tree.

"Logan get down here!" I yelled.

Logan came down and helped my brother while I cooked.

When I finished they came over and ate with me. Logan made sure I ate more than I should because 'I'm eating for two'

When we finished eating the boys decorated the tree while I washed the dishes.

"Guess who's coming for the week?" My brother asked me.

"Who."

"Olivia."

"Liv's coming?!?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah!"

Olivia was my favorite five year old in the world. The last time I saw her was two years ago when she was three.

She liked me the best because I could play dolls correctly. Her words not mine.

"When is she getting here?" I asked.

"Noon."

"Where is she staying?"

"With you. Your boyfriend will have to stay with me."

"Why can't Liv stay with you?"

"Remember last time?"

"Oh yeah..."

"That's why."

"I'm going to get ready." I said before going upstairs.

I hopped in the shower and put on light blue skinny jeans and a black t shirt before going downstairs.

The boys were playing video games so I walked over an unplugged the tv.

"Help me clean up the house."

They groaned and got up to help.

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Noon
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Logan's point of view.

When Olivia arrived you would have thought cake got a million dollars.

She picked her up and started attacking her with kisses all over her face and tickles.

"Wanna play dolls with us Logan?"

"I'm good but I'll watch so I will know how to."

"Okay." She said and carried Liv and her bag to her room.

She walked over to her closet and pulled out a doll house and a bag of dolls with clothing after setting Liv down.

I sat on the bed as Liv and cake were playing. She was going to be a great mother.

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Morgan's point of view
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While I was playing with Olivia I knew I was going to puke. "Logan can you play with her for a minute I need to use the restroom."

He nodded and sat next to Liv.

I quickly went to the bathroom and closed the door. A couple seconds later I threw up.

I brushed my teeth and came out holding my stomach.

"Is it okay if I take a nap?"

"Yeah." They both said.

"Thank you." I said as I laid down and closed my eyes.

I felt a tiny body in front of me a big one behind me. Logan was holding Liv and I protectively.

What he didn't know was that Olivia was a baby I adopted but we couldn't afford her so my aunt took over and now we were taking Liv because of our aunt getting sick.

When Liv was asleep I rolled over and looked at Logan.

"Olivia is my kid." I whispered.

"I know, your brother told be before she came."

"Is it okay?"

"Perfectly fine."

I smiled and kissed his cheek before falling asleep.

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Christmas Day!
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Olivia Logan and I have been in the same room because we had set up Livs bed. At five o'clock I heard, "WAKE UP MOMMY!" From a little voice.

I groaned and opened my eyes. "Liv it is five in the morning. Please go back to bed."

"But it's Christmas."

"Wake up daddy then."

She nodded and woke up Logan.

Once we were all awake we went downstairs to see the tree covered in presents.

"Santa was here!" Liv yelled.

I looked up at Logan and he shrugged.

"Wait Liv let me get coffee."

She nodded.

I walked to the kitchen and saw a note on the table.
'Thank you for letting me watch Olivia for the last two years. It's been a joy. The presents are how I repay you.'

By the end of the letter I was crying. My aunt spent the rest of her money on us.

Logan came in and held me as I cried. I stopped and washed my face using the kitchen sink. We walked back and Olivia was sitting on the couch waiting.

"Liv grab a present with your name on it and open it." I said as we sat on the opposite sides of her on the couch.

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