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    Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 14)

    “Girls,” the same male voice spoke to me and Spencer, opening my eyes I saw him standing over us with a giant smile toward Spencer, looking down I saw how small she looked with her thumb in her mouth curled so far into me like a child with its mother, “She’s really beautiful.”

     

    Joining in on his smile brushing hair of her face while staring at her, “Yeah she is…”

     

    “You like her?” he whispered out of nowhere catching my full attention, chuckling he smiled wider, “I’ll take that as a yes. Get your girl up dinner is ready,” he ruffled my hair before walking out the door. He made the situation seem lighter, he made me fell safe and secure, Peter in almost everyway reminded me of my father who I lost a while ago.

     

    “Spencer,” shaking her awake only made a groan escape between her lips and thumb, watching her suck harder on it while trying to snuggle back into the warm covers. God how I wish she was sucking something else, on me…damn it Ashley head out of the gutter. I stood up with a smirk throwing the covers off her she pouted with the thumb still in her mouth but sleep filled eyes opened to stare at me which by now I was jumping on the bed a leg on either side of her hips.

     

    “Go way,” she mumbled around her thumb.

     

    “Get up aren’t you hungry?” I asked with a smile and raised eye brows, she shook her head no and closed her eyes, “Oh no you don’t!” dropping down on my knees so I was straddling her waist, I began tickling her, almost immediately her thumb popped out of her mouth with a moan satisfying slurp. Hands flailing around trying to stop my assault.

     

    “NO stop Ash please…I…I ca-can’t bre-br-breath.” She cried out as tears started falling down her cheeks.

     

    “Say it baby girl?” she shakes her head with a smile full blown to her ears. The last time we had a tickle fight was last Christmas morning, I snuck into her room waking her up at like I don’t remember four in the morning and we went downstairs. She made hot chocolate for the both of us and we sat near the tree trying to guess what was in the presents and soon a tickle fight ensued waking the rest of the family, “Come on, say it?” I spoke in a baby voice making her giggle like a little girl.

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    1. Aww…come on!!! Why oh why did Peter have to walk in on them?!?! Damn it, things were just starting to get good…lol!! Wonderful update!! I really, really love this story. Please, please PMASAP!!!

    2. Aww…come on!!! Why oh why did Peter have to walk in on them?!?! Damn it, things were just starting to get good…lol!! Wonderful update!! I really, really love this story. Please, please PMASAP!!!

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