"Michael, check who is at the door?"
Becca called from the dining room, and her son jogged to the door, pulling it open.
"Mom, it's aunt Kim." Michael shouted from the door, before going to hug Kimora who stood at the door, with a broad smile on her face.
"Hey big man, how are you?" Kimora question, patting Michael's back before they pull apart from the hug.
"I'm good, I didn't really believe dad when he told me, you were back. Like really back." Michael emphasised and Kimora laughed as they walked into the house together.
"I am back, like really back this time. No more living in London again, your big aunt is here to spoil you." Kimora replied, ruffling Michael's hair.
"I am not a kid anymore, you should stop touching my hair, and your British accent is so cool, how can you speak in
