Two years later, babe, Des, stop. No, I don't want to. A childish giggle. No, seriously, Des, we need to stop. We're going to be late. Er. Okay. Fine. Desmond pulled away from the crib with a disgruntled expression. He wanted to keep playing with her. You can play with her after the party. Desmond rolled his eyes at Odessa's words. Why do we have to go to this party? We can just chill here. Odessa laughed and picked up the tiny creature in her arms. Because she's stressed out. Your daughter is turning one today, and it will happen only once in a lifetime. The baby babbled and pulled at Odessa's hair. Her golden eyes are sharp and analyzing. Her dark, curly hair was pulled into two ponytails with a blue bow on each side. She had her mother's eyes, but was a carbon copy of her father. Sloan, baby, you're going to ruin Mommy's hair. Desmond cooed while pulling her chubby hands off Odessa's hair. Thank you. Odessa said to Desmond as he pressed a kiss to both his girls. Let's get goi
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