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Khadashee smiled. “I would like nothing more than to be married to your papa. But the adult world is complicated and it’s not as easy as that. But you’re right. I do plan to love your papa any way and hopefully if you let me you, you and I can be friends.”

(Bridgett)
Bridgett smiled and hugged Khadashee then, "yes, we are friends and I am glad that even if you and pappa don't get married, you will always love him." Then her hand moved to the lady's belly as she felt the baby move. "Oh, that was neat. You should probably get out of the sun, you look funny."

(Draven/Damon)

The two left the pub and headed back to where they had left Khadashee and Bridgett. As they approached, Draven noticed that Khadashee was looking a little, pale?

"Have you two worked things out?" He asked. He didn't want to alarm Khadashee, but he needed to get her out of the sun and inside somewhere. "Damon, can you escort Bridgett back to the furniture factory. I need to take care of Khadashee."

Damon had noticed as well, "I would be glad to. Ms. Bridgett, will you please escort me to the furniture factory, as I am not sure where it is." Bridgett giggled and went off with Damon.

"Come on, you have gotten over heated, I think." Draven said as he tried to help Khadashee off of the bench.

Tag: Khadashee