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Le Time Skip: Lesson Time

Simon's POV

"Go and get changed girls." I order as I unlock the girls changing room, allowing them to go and get changed. "Sir... Jessica doesn't have her kit." Layla says as she drags Jessica over towards me. "Well, looks like you're going to have to stand with me all lesson, Jessica." I say as I lean down to face her properly. "Great..." Jessica huffs as she rolls her eyes, making me chuckle. "Go and get changed, Layla." I say, turning to face Layla. She nods, "Yes sir." She says before rushing into the changing rooms.

"Come on then, Jessica." I say as I stand up properly. "Where to?" She asks as we begin walking. "Outside, as that's where we are today." I say as I open the door, allowing her to walk out first. "But it's freezing." Jessica whines as she hugs herself. "Should've brought a hoodie then." I say with a small smirk. "Shut up, Minter." She sasses, making me laugh. "Yes, mum." I joke. She glares up at me, "Don't 'yes mum' me, mister." She says. "Soz, mummy." I laugh. "Whatever." She sighs, making me laugh more. "I love you really, silly." I say quietly as we walk onto the field. "Love you too, dickhead." She giggles. 

I look around to make sure no one is around before planting a small, quick kiss onto her cheek. "Simon, what if s-" "Nobody's here yet, baby girl." I whisper into her ear before planting another kiss onto her cheek. "I see them now." Jessica mumbles. I turn around to see all the girls, plus JJ, walking onto the field. Luckily, we're pretty far away, so they can't see what we're doing. 

"Hurry up guys! It's freezing you know!" I yell at them. "Stop whining, sir!" Layla yells back as she jogs over to me and Jessica. "I'm not, actually." I say once she - Layla - is close enough. "If you say so." She says with a sigh. "I know so." I say, making her laugh. "Now, pay attention to Mr. Olatunji." I order Layla. She nods, "Yes dad." She says. My breath hitches, "Don't call me that." I say as I clench my jaw. "Whatever." She chuckles quietly before walking off to a group of girls.

"She called you dad... Not daddy." Jessica whispers to me. "I know, but still." I whisper back. "Am I only allowed to call you daddy, daddy?" She asks with a small smirk. "Yes, kitten." I smirk back. 

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