I look a Damon confused, I have heard nothing about this little sister of his, and neither Caleb nor he has even mentioned her once. I wonder how many other siblings he is hiding from me.
"Hi Jaymie, I'm Skye" I smile sweetly at the little girl that I stuck on her brothers lap. She has the same dark hair as her brother.
She waves at me shyly with a blush burning at her cheeks.
"She is a little shy, but she will get better as she gets to know you" the smile hasn't dropped of Damon's face from the moment he saw his mother. I have never seen Damon smile this much in all the time that I have known him, and it is a pleasant change.
"So how old are you Jaymie?" I ask her cuddle back into her brother's arms.
"I am 4" she says, holding up her whole hand, Damon assists her and pushes down her
