The photo above is Lexia! She's pregnant with Tiffany. I also forgot to point out. There's another little boy, called Jax. He's 4 years old and Karlie and Kami's little brother.
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"Ouch." I moaned. One of Jax's Legos was suddenly under my foot as I walked through the living room. The small boy was about 4 and he had the hugest blue eyes. They are so perfect.
"Rose, are you okay?" Chance asked me and caught me before I tumbled onto Jax.
"Just peachy." I replied.
He smirked. I rolled my eyes and jabbed his chest before he let me go. "We're going home. And shopping." Yes!!!! Finally!!!
Suddenly my phone buzzed. Unknown Number.
Before I can answer the phone, Chance takes it a pressed it to his ear. "Hello?"
I bit my lip and stared at him. His eyes narrowed slowly and then widened. "Oh yes, Tyrone. That would be nice meeting you on.... Saturday? Oh tomorrow! At the party? We'll be there! But no drinks for Rose. Alright, buh-bye." He tossed the phone over.
"Get packing. Looks like we are meeting my official father-in-law."
Wait.... who?
"My Daddy!" I howled and rushed to the bedroom. I jumped onto the bed and started hopping around like a maniac. "I'm going to meet my daddy!"
Chance chuckled and handed me something that looked like a Advill. I popped it in my mouth and my vison went black.
**** Chance's POV****
"Bye!" I shouted to my family as I carried Rose, bridal style to the car. Cade and Livia were already gathered in the car and I was the one prancing around with a 3 month pregnant woman. Like my gosh.
Livia opened the back door for me and I laid my precious angel beside my sister. "So you gave her a sleeping pill?"
I rolled my eyes, slammed the door and got in my spot. "Well... yes." I admitted. Livia glared and me and caressed Rose, like a mother would do towards her baby. "I love you Livia." Cade purred randomly.
"I love you too." She whispered. I wasn't sure Cade could hear it but she seemed really proud about it.
I began to drive and twist down the road. Earlier I had talked with Rose's father. He invited us to a party and expected us to be there. So obviously we're going.
I watched Cade turn the music on and crank the volume as the sound of hardcore rock music filled the car.
"No! That's not good for the babies!" Livia objected in a scream. I watched her switch the channel to some nursery song things that you used to sing when you are little like Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.
I groaned and hit my fingers impatiently on the wheel hoping that a cool song would play. But nope. For 8 hours. We listened to that garbage. And we still haven't gotten home yet. As soon as Livy fell asleep, Cade and I switched the channel to hardcore rock. We were lucky enough to listen to it for ten minutes before Rose woke up and begged us to tune it to Hits 1. Now here we are listening to Closer over and over again. Mikey Piff and Spyder Harrison are really hooked on that song. Then comes Cold Water. And then We Don't Talk Anymore. Then Alarm by Anne-Marie and that song plays for about ten times. I think I know all the words to that song.
But Rose seems really into it. Suddenly the whole car goes silent as the song comes on. Rose groans, Livia snores, Cade and I squeal.
"Now Watch Whip!! WATCH ME NAE-NAE!"
"Nooooooo! Make it stop! It's torture!"
"Ow my ears! Chance!!! Stop!"
"Lighten up girls!! Next stop California, Ohio."
"That's not even a real place!"
"Just pretend it is!! WATCH ME!! OH WATCH ME!"
