Audrey.

He giggled loudly as I tickled him, trying to push my hands away. "Auntie Audrey, pleeaaassseee stop!" He begged.

"Auntie Audrey would stop after you give her a kiss!" I dropped chaste kisses around his wonderfully scented neck, making him stretch his hands to caress my face.

"How did you get here, you little brat?" I looked up to see Layla at my doorstep. Oh no. Was she angry that her son was here?

"Layla."

"Hello Audrey." She smiled, stepping into the room. "I'm so sorry if he intruded your privacy. He has this nasty habit of not knocking before going into someone else's room." Oh, great! She was...