(Their outfit above!, but imagine Layla with less cleavage showing lol & ignore their features... Unless that's how you imagine them looking like.)
*All credit goes to the rightful owner of this photo.*
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| Layla's POV |
"Come on get ready, we're going out." Says a handsome looking Adam standing at my door.
It's been a week since Adam found me sick in the pool house, a week since my daughter called him "dada" and also a week since he demanded that I stop eating peanut butter sandwiches and instead use his kitchen.
It's been a busy week, even though I still haven't found a job, but I'm still looking. It's been a hectic few days since as soon as I started feeling better, I no later started our usual routine back again, which is me dropping Melak off at daycare while I go searching for a job and taking care of things.
So for me to find Adam standing outside the door, looking all happy and excited was definitely out of the blue. I started using his kitchen as promised, but we never crossed paths in the past 7 days. I usually got up quickly in the morning, fixed us breakfast, left him a cup of coffee and something small to eat as well, came back home, fixed dinner for my girl and I ... and so on.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" I ask, sounding quite unsure.
"I thought you'd be happy to see me." He says with a dramatical pout.
Oh my, who knew a man pouting could actually look this-this.. this wow!
"No really, don't you have a shift at the hospital?" I ask with a slight chuckle at his antics.
"Nah, thought I'd take a break today, and take my- I mean you girls out."
He slipped and called us his again..and his slight blush sure didn't go unnoticed...
I mentally shake my head to clear all thought from going downtown to the forbidden land.
"Where to? What brought this idea upon you?"
"Well I thought, this outing could be a part of my apology and plus having fun every now and then is no crime, right?"
"Are you saying I'm super fun to be around? Awww thanks Adam, wish I could say the same about you." I say sweetly in a mocking tone.
"Heyy! I'll definitely prove you wrong! Now, get in and get ready already you've wasted half of our 'fun' day. "
I laugh and walk inside, motioning for him to walk in.
"Get comfortable or whatever, this is going to take a while." I tell him as I walk into the room to fetch Melak and get ready.
I hear him sigh and huff dramatically, while muttering "women" under his breath.
I chuckle lightly and begin Melak and I's getting ready routine.
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My girl and I look pretty amazing. One of the things I love about having a kid, is having someone with you all the time. A kid relies on you, and somehow I feel like that's something I need. I need someone to need me.
My angel and I are matching. It's something I love doing, I just love going to a store to search for similar pieces for us two. In today's case we are wearing almost completely identical outfits. I bought some nice fabric a while back when I aced my psychology online class, so I treated myself with this since I love making my own fashion pieces.
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