I hope everyone's year is going well! Please enjoy this update.
Picture of Jordyn Soraya! You'll get to know her more in this chapter.
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Brenda Palmer POV
I had dozed off on the couch after dealing with all the people I call my family. My head was pounding and I did not want to deal with my father and 'aunt'.
I heard creaking from the stairs and looked down the hall to see who was coming down the stairs; the little girl. My sister. Or was she a step-sister because that wasn't my mother? I didn't even know her name. She was probably 5 or 6?
She walked in front of me and looked at me.
"Can I help you?" I said.
"I'm Jordyn Soraya. Who are you?"
"Don't you know who I am?"
"Daddy said I had a sister but you look old."
I was taken back by her comment but ignored it. "So- do you need something?"
"What's your name?"
"Brenda."
"That's really pretty. I think you're pretty too."
I smiled. "Thanks Jordyn." She honestly was a gorgeous little girl. Her hair was beautiful, making me wish I had hair that long as a child, her skin was beautiful, and most importantly her smile.
"Do you have apples?" she asked.
"Yeah, umm do you want one."
"As long as its cut with peanut butter."
"Let me get myself situated first then I'll cut you one." I said.
"What does situated mean?"
"It means to get ready."
I got up as she sat on my couch, and went upstairs to brush my teeth. I noticed Clark laying in my bed with half his body off the bed and slightly nude body covered by a thin sheet.
I quietly went into my bathroom and showered as well as brushed my teeth. I walked out in a towel, picking some clothes from my drawers.
"You look beautiful." I heard. I quickly turned my head towards my bed to see Clark sitting up with a goofy grin on his face.
"How do I look beautiful, I don't even have clothes on." I laughed.
"That's exactly the way I like you."
I grabbed a bra, some underwear, and a pair of leggings with a tank top to change into. Before I closed the door, Clark budged in, in all his glory.
"Jeez can you put some pants on." I said, not really wanting him to. He just looked at me and grabbed the back of my head, forcing his lips on mine. Normally I would complain about morning breath but his mouth was minty and spicy at the same time.
He pressed the front of his body to mine, the towel being the only thing in the way. I grabbed his hair and ended up tugging at it, making him bite my lip.
"God I need you right now." he said breathless. I pushed him off and out of the bathroom, making him step back with a slight hard-on. I walked back in the bathroom and leaned against the door. That man makes me want to do so much to him.
I got dressed, moisturized, and put some deodorant on before I went back downstairs to cut apples for Jordyn. She was sitting patiently at the island, watching my every step.
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