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Elsy's pov

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Elsy's pov

I laughed to myself as Oscar wiped my face.

Then i cleaned him off and put him back in his pants.

"Damn." Oscar laughed as i stood up.

"Okay i better go home." I kiss his cheek.

"Whyyy? Just stay here with me instead." He smiled as he held me by the waist.

"Nooo.. i gotta go. I promised my sister i would babysit my nephew." I smiled at Oscar as he hugged me.

"Can i come? I can help babysit." He quickly slipped his shoes on and stood up.

"Are you sure? He can be kinda a handful." I raised my brow as i grabbed my bag.

"Yeah. I mean we gotta practice." He smirked. "Cause pretty soon I'm gonna get you pregnant." I felt a wet kiss on my cheek.

I rolled my eyes at his comment. He already knows that i don't plan on having a kid anytime soon.

"We can take him out to get ice cream or something." Oscar grinned at me.

"Okay let's go. But we gotta use my car since you don't have a carseat." I explain to him as we walk out the house.

"Okay sounds like a plan." He laughed as we walked over to my car.

I got in the drivers seat and buckled up.

"Don't forget to buckle up." I looked at him with a smile.

"Pshhh YOLO." He reenacted the skit which caused us both to laugh. Wow we are losers.

I drove off to my sister's house to pick up Branson.

I haven't seen him in a long time.

But he is like a son to me. Since i doubt i'll ever have kids in the future. But Branson is a very important person to me.

And he didn't like my past relationship with my cheating ex Brandon. He said that he hated him because his name was too similar to his.

But hopefully he likes Oscar.

"Tía!" I looked out the window to see Branson running out the front door.

"Hi papas!" I got out the car and smiled as he jumped in my arms. I seriously struggled to carry him.

"Who's that?" He quickly pointed out Oscar who stood behind me.

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