When She Is No Longer Mine «Jason McCann & Justin Bieber»

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Nezther

Daddy is so perfect. I love my Daddy. He's so cute.

"Nes?" Daddy shifts underneath me. I look up at his face. "Hi, Pretty," he smiles tiredly.

"Hi," I lay my head back down on his neck.

His fingers slide through my hair. "Hmm," he hums contently. "You're perfect, babygirl. So smart and beautiful," his groggy voice makes me smile. "I think to myself every night before I go to sleep, 'I'll always love her, even When She Is No Longer mine'."

"You's such a weirdo," I giggle as my phone starts to ring. Jason reaches over. I glance at the cellphone to see it's a FaceTime call from Leigh. "Babies!" I exclaim when my kids face's pop up on the screen.

"M-Ma!" Carson yells. He grabs the phone from whoever was holding it. "M-Miss you s-so much!"

"Do you feel better yet?" I hear Jasper yell.

"Are you guys coming home soon?" Gracie whines.

"Yes," Jason chuckles. "Not tomorrow or the next day, but the day after that– we'll be cooking you breakfast when you wake up."

I hear Leigh mumble something in the background. "C'mon, guys," Kinsley sighs heavily. "It's time for bed. Say goodnight."

"Goodnight, babies! I love you!" I giggle as they all blow kisses to me.

"Love you, momma! Love you, daddy!"

They hang up and Jason puts my phone back on the table. "Hi, baby," he wraps his arms around me.

I look up at his perfect face. "Hi," I mumble as I kiss his chin.

"Mmm," he closes his eyes. "You have the perfect ass." I blush, tucking my face into his neck. This makes him chuckle, "don't hide from me." I rub my nose against his neck. "What did I just say?"

"S-Sorry," I lift my head but not looking into his eyes.

He cups my cheek, caressing lightly. "I'm not mad," he whispers, "I won't hurt you."

"But, Daddy," I sit up with a pout.

His hands drop to my waist. "But what, Babygirl?"

"Nothing, I don't want to talk to you about it."

"What?"

"I mean I don't want to make you mad."

He grips my waist tighter. "You're going to make me mad if you don't say it. Spit it out," his time becomes harsh and uneasy.

"BUT YOU USED TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME AND YOU KNOCKED ME OUT AT ONE POINT! I CAN'T JUST BE ASSURED YOU WON'T DO IT AGAIN!" I scream at him.

I move off of him and to my side of the bed. I make my way into the bathroom with my phone. I call Kinsley's cell, in hopes she'd answer.

"Nes, what's up?" She answers.

I wipe the silent tears off my cheeks. "I just yelled at Jason and I'm honestly so scared," I whisper into the phone.