Omaha Squad Preferences and Imagines

Jack G Imagine

"Jack get her to look this way ," you whined, trying to get a photo of your two favorite people.
"She doesn't want too," Jack laughed.
"Alyssa ," you called to your daughter.
She continued to stare at whatever had her attention , giggling.
You groaned walking towards them to see what she was looking.
"What's so funny, Lyss?" You asked.
She covered her face when you got closer.
"Come on," you sighed.
Jack was laughing and you knew he was up to this.
"What did you tell her ?" You asked him.
"Nothing , babe, this is all her," he laughed .
"I guess my baby doesn't love me anymore ," you said covering your face and pretending to cry.
Alyssa picked up her head and looked at you. She waited a minute before finally speaking.
"Mommy, look," she said, but you shook her head no, "Mommy I'm sorry, look .
You lifted your head and looked at her with puppy dog eyes.
"I love you, mommy," she said reaching out towards you and jumping in your arms, "Daddy told me to do it."
"I knew it!" You exclaimed, hitting Jack in the shoulder.
"Ow , bad mommy," Jack said, swatting your hand.
"Bad daddy," you said hitting him again .
"Make her stop, Lyss," Jack said.
Alyssa stuck her tongue out at Jack and crossed her arms.
"Your not getting me into trouble again , daddy."

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But just imagine 😩😍. Gilinsky with kids kills me 😩.