**Miranda's POV**
I walked towards the kitchen, and damped a towel. I walked back towards the living room, and saw Wesley sitting up.
Well that was fast.
I handed him the towellete. "Here. That should ease the pain."
He looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back. I turned around as someone cleared their throat. Carolyn ran into my arms and laid her head on my shoulder.
I smiled and looked at Travis.
"I'll be back." "Okay. Where are you going?" "I have some business to take care of. "
I nodded my head. What kind if business?
Travis walked up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I watched as he left out the door. I sighed. I turned around and looked at Wesley. He looked very angry.
I rolled my eyes. I looked at Carolyn as she lifted her head. "What's wrong, baby girl?"
She looked at me with those beautiful eyes of hers and said, "Pre'ent." I face palmed myself. I completely forgot.
"I'm so sorry sweetie. We'll open them right now." Jamie appeared, while holding Jack.
"I could take care of the presents so you can help him." I smiled. "What would I ever do with out you?"
"You would be sprawled out on the floor weeping, that's what." I laughed and handed her Carolyn.
I turned back to Wesley. "Do you need anything?"
He smirked at me and I braced myself. "How about a kiss?"
I blushed.
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Sorry for the short chapter, but I need you guys' help for writing the rest of the story. First, you have a choice of answering these questions in the comments, or you can write a chapter and private message me. I will, of course, give you the credit if you decide to write a chapter. I will also give you the dedication................ once I find out how :)
Love ya bunches,
Divergent Diva
Questions:
~ Should Miranda get back with Wesley or get married to Travis?
~ Should Wesley and Miranda fight fir custody of Carolyn?
~ Should their be a continuation of Stacy and Liam's marriage?
~ Does Sebastian, Wesley's uncle, die? And how does he die?
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