Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1387

Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know."

"I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said.

"Okay," Nyla replied.

Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.

Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.

Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?"

"He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked.

"She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.

Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.

A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?"

"Of course! I've said before that once Nyla had the baby, I was going to be her godmother," Valarie answered.

Hearing that, Brandon frowned slightly. "If you're the godmother, then what about me?"

Valarie looked confused. "What do you mean? You can just be—"

She suddenly paused, realizing something was off.

Damon was Brandon's uncle, which meant Mia was technically Brandon's cousin. If Valarie became Mia's godmother, wouldn't that complicate their family hierarchy if she married Brandon?

Would she have to call Nyla "Aunt Nyla," along with Brandon?

Just picturing that made Valarie shudder and shake her head vigorously.

Yeah, being Mia's godmother was no longer an option.

Valarie sighed, exasperated. "What were you daydreaming about? I was asking which of these two outfits looks better."

She held up two identical baby onesies—one soft pink and the other creamy beige.

"I think the pink one looks cuter," Brandon commented.

"Right? I thought so too. Okay, pink it is. Let me pick out a few more things," Valarie said.

She tossed the pink onesie into the shopping basket and continued browsing.

Brandon stood by her side, watching her with a gentle smile.

Maybe… it was time for them to start thinking about marriage.

Their relationship had been stable for months now. Every week, they took turns having dinner at each other's house.