Brandy
I was nervously nibbling on a fingernail when Daddy said, “That’s them.”
I stretched a bit to see where he was pointing and when I saw the similarity between Dawn and Alexa it was clear that Dad was right.
Dad waved and Mike acknowledged us with a wave back.
“Welcome,” said Dad and took Dawn's bag before he continued. “This is my daughter, your cousin Brandy and I am Uncle Derrek.”
I took Mike’s outstretched hand, but instead of shaking it I pulled him close and hugged him. He was not a big man like my father, so it was a bit like hugging a flag post.
I gave Dawn a peck on each cheek, she smelt amazing. Her skin was flawless, and her dark green eyes made me want to drown in them. But Alexa had given me strict rules the day before when I had arrived. No messing ab
