After the show, Kiara pointed at a big truck meters away from the building, "Ice cream." She murmured slowly, tugging at Kylie's cloth, "No ice cream on an empty stomach, baby; it'll really upset your stomach. How about you have dinner first?" Kiara frowned instead. She wasn't used to being told no by anyone, not even Damian, but because it was Kylie, she nodded her head, "Will you stay with me?" "Of course, baby." Kylie smiled, squeezing her small hand. "I'll stay as long as you want me to." Satisfied, Kiara let herself be led back to the car, already yawning by the time Damian pulled her seatbelt across her lap. It didn't take long for the day to catch up with her, and within minutes of the car pulling away from the venue, she was fast asleep, her head tilted against the window. Kylie glanced back at her a few times during the ride, grateful for the excuse to look anywhere but at Damian's hand still resting on the gear shift, close enough to hers that she could feel the warm
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