Zenada & Clover || future
Nevada narrowed his eyes concentrating solely on braiding the little girls hair. Clover was already three, soon to start preschool. That made the male in charge of making sure his daughter looked the best. By now, Nev could be considered a natural at doing hair. He clapped his hands together when finished, "Perfect! How about we go show mommy before she has to leave for work?" Nev scooped up Clover, pressing the little girl to his chest as he blew raspberries against her cheek. Making her squeal with giggles. "Oh, mommy, we have to show you something." The father called finding Doutzen in the kitchen. There he placed Clover down, leaning into Doutzen and placing a kiss to the brunettes cheek.
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