Lola - on Sunday, the 2nd “No, Damien, I’ll wake her. You set the table, and don’t give me that look,” Gio says in a hushed tone. I wake up to playful arguing and know I’m safe. Still lying across Justine comfortably from last night. I keep my eyes closed, listening to the sweet banter. “Markum, get her clothes set up. No, not that, something cute and easy. Now, Justine, you lay like a goddess holding our beautiful strawberry,” Gio says sweetly. I feel him peppering kisses along my arm while Justine embraces me. Barely peeking my eyes, I see Damien’s setting up the table with a cocked brow. At the same time, Markum sets out my clothes with a happy grin. “I think Gio got our jobs wrong. You don’t know how to pick out your clothes. Let alone hers,” Damien protests to Markum. The sight makes me giggle while Gio’s beard tickles my arm working his way up. I feel him tucking hair behind my ear, whispering sweet words. “You can’t sleep through your last breakfast with me, Miss Lola. I
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