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“Come on Mrs. Yujin, time to go to bed.”
A blanket dropped over Cassie’s face. She let out a disgruntled sound, losing her phone in the confusion.
“Upsie daisy!” Micah picked her up without bothering to fix the blanket.
Cassie squirmed in his strong grip, flapping her legs.
“Your socks are cute,” Micah commented innocently. “Perfect for our sleepover, in our bed.”
Her voice was muffled under the fabric as Micah wedged them through the door. “Wha’ sleepover?”
“This one.” He lightly tossed her on the bed.
She sat up, digging herself out of the blanket and giving him a look as she flopped her hands down.
He giggled at her roughed up hair. “I’ll plait your hair down for you, Angel.” He sat on the side of the bed, reaching for the spray bottle on the nightstand.
Cassie watched him for a moment before looking around. “Where’s my phone?”
“On the couch.”
“...Can I have it?”
“Nope.” Micah smiled at her as he tucked his hair into his bonnet. He bounced over to her in the middle of their king-sized mattress. “I’m gonna plait your hair down for the night and you can tell me about all the random stuff you learned about while scrolling through those videos. How’s that sound?” He kissed her on the forehead with a purposely loud ‘mwah!’
There was no winning with this man. It was her own fault for telling him she wanted to work on going to bed before midnight. He was so helpful. She closed her eyes and let out a breath, settling as Micah stood on his knees behind her and started parting her hair with his fingers.
“So…?” Micah spoke in a prodding tone.
She smiled helplessly, adjusting the blanket over her shoulders to wrap herself up. “Have you ever heard of the potoo bird?”