Promises are made to be broken

Damion made it to the house and called Alisha to let her know he was there. She came outside to show her face. Damian ran to the door screaming, "Biiitch!" as he ran with his crazy ass!

"Bring your busy crazy ass in this house, Queen!" Alisha whispered/yelled at him.

"This is the joint you staying at now? Dr Martin's place you say? Girl, he’s rich! Bitch!" Once again

Damian is all excited not allowing to answer his spitfire questions again.

"Yes. I am here for the time being, as a live-in nanny. I guess he is rich." Alisha said.

"Now let's go inside!" Damian giggled and squealed. They went inside. He oohs and ahs at the beautiful interior. Which is more beautiful at night.

He followed me to the kitchen. He was touching everything, calling it "posh." "Boy stop touching stuff. With those oily fingerprints. I got to clean that in the morning!" She said while opening up the swinging kitchen door.

Noah was sitting at the breakfast bar listening to their conversation.