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DJ slowly took his feet off the table and smiled as the tiny, young girl scolded him. Monique was fiery, no one could deny that and he didn't want to ever really be on her bad side. She was fun to tease though.
He heard when her breathing shifted to the slow, low rhythm of sleep. He doesn't move immediately, just looking down at her sweet, innocent face. When she's sleeping, she looks even younger than she is and he feels a swell of protective emotion towards her.
Moving slowly and carefully, he shifts to get out from under her then lifts her gently off the couch. Carrying her to her bedroom, he lays her out on her bed. Before tucking her in, he pulls her shoes and socks off.
Before heading out of the room, he kisses her softly on the forehead.
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