She never imagined Niki would take to Gian so quickly. Perhaps Kirsten’s suggestion was the right one after all.
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Danielle drove into their residential complex and parked the car. Gian, still carrying Niki, got out first. Niki had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, refusing to be put down and insisting he carry her all the way upstairs. With an amused and helpless smile, Gian obliged, carrying her into the building.
Once they were inside the apartment, Danielle placed Gian’s suitcase by the door. “Gian, make yourself comfortable. I’ll start on lunch, it won’t take long.”
“Let me help,” Gian said, putting Niki down. But just as he was about to follow Danielle into the kitchen, Niki tugged on his sleeve.
“Uncle Gian, can you build blocks with me? Mommy is super fast at making lunch!” Niki pulled him toward the pile of building blocks in the living room, her eyes sparkling with hope.
Gian couldn’t resist her adorable expression. He smiled, turning to Danielle. “You go ahead. I’ll play with Niki for a bit.”
Danielle nodded and went into the kitchen. Listening to the happy chatter from the living room, the last of her reservations melted away.
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