"pass the fucking ball clay!". jack shouted angrily into his headset, he soon heard his brother's laughter. "i got it jackman watch this". clay said before his my player ran to the three point line air balling the shot, "my game started lagging!".
"lagged? no you freaking suck! i told you to pass the damn ball". jack gritted shaking his head at his brother who once again refused to pass the ball thankfully making the one three out of the several attempts.
halle giggled hearing her husband cussing clay out on his game console, grabbing the washable marker off the sink halle began writing on her small bump before grabbing her rope off the door wrapping it around her body.
pulling the bathroom door open halle excitedly made her way over to her husband who was concentrating on crossing his opponent who had him locked up in the corner "bro set a screen or something you just standing there!". jack shouted in frustration.
"curly". she softly said standing in front of him "can i show you something real fast?". jack nodded quitting the my park game before tossing his controller behind him giving halle his full undivided attention, "yes you can what's up?". he asked grabbing her hands pulling her to stand in between his legs.
grabbing his hands halle placed them on her waist "open my robe curly". she encouraged smiling at jack who shyly stared up at her. "w-why you recording me for?". he nervously asked covering his face, halle smiled leaning over pecking his lips "jackman". she warned glaring at jack who put his hands up in surrender.
"just open my robe please". she whined stomping her feet, jack did as told un tying her robe his eyes widened in shock.
DADDY'S PRINCESS was neatly wrote in cursive on her small growing bump "are you serious halle?". jack choked out the lump in his throat growing.
