Briana Miller

Chapter 9

"Bri, don't run babygirl!" Jordan shouted, running after the giggling girl.

"But I don't wanna drink milk, daddy!" She shouted back, circling around Declan once before running towards the kitchen.

"Milk is a good thing, babygirl. You can't be like me if you don't drink it." He ducked a sitting Naomi before chasing her. "Good lord, it still feels weird to be called daddy." He muttered to himself.

"NO!!!!It tastes yucky" She scrunched her nose and while doing so, she almost crashed into Bennett.

"Kids these days!" Jordan complained. "How can milk be yucky, Bri? It's awesome. Don't you wanna get taller?"

"I do. But I don't wanna drink milk." She whined, climbing up on the sofa and landing on Declan's lap.

"Please, Bri. Daddy's saying please and he never says that except to your mommy." He said.

At that, Briana stopped. "I really have to do this?" She looked at the glass in his hands in disgust.

"Yep!" Jordan grinned, sensing his victory.

"We're rubbing off on her badly, don't you think Declan?" Naomi asked lowly.

"I think so. Look at her being extra." Declan chuckled.

"You'll be happy if I drink that?" She asked.

"Very much so." He said thoughtfully. "But if you don't wanna drink, then I think I'll just have to be sad."

She paused for a moment. "Okay, give me that."

"Actually, Jordan is rubbing off on her. Saw that little drama queen there?" Declan pointed out.

"True." Naomi agreed.

As soon as she finished the glass, he wiped an imaginary tear from his eyes.

"My babygirl is so smart." Briana grinned. "Now c'mere gimme a hug before I go out."

But as soon as she started climbing down the sofa, her step slipped and she slid down- crashing on the floor with a thud.

In the blink of an eye, they sprinted towards her. Bennett abandoning his curry, Declan leaving his almost winning game and Naomi leaving her studies.

She was instantly picked up by Jordan. By then, she already started crying.

"Oh no no no! Nothing happened baby." Jordan cooed. "Let me look where you're hurt,"

"Bri, stay still love and let us look if you're hurt."

"Let me kill you first, Jordan."

When all the hustle died down and they sent Briana to sleep after checking if she was alright, Naomi called the others.

"Guys, now that I think of it, we're not really mature enough to handle a baby," Naomi said with a thoughtful expression.

"What are you trying to say then, Naomi?" Declan asked. "Send her off?"

"Let her finish her sentence, Declan." Bennett said, focusing on Naomi.

"Thanks Bennett." Naomi said. "Of course not, idiot! I'm just worried about her safety."

"But there are four of us, can't we take care of her?" Jordan asked.

"We stay busy, Jordan. We can't be with her 24/7." She said.

"You have something on your mind, don't you?" Bennett asked and Naomi nodded.

"I was thinking that we made her...ours quite illegally. So what if I talk to my parents and tell them to let us use their name on legal papers and also, when we're busy, they can take care of Bri." She said, looking at others.

Everyone seemed to ponder her words as she waited.

"This is a great idea!" Jordan said first. "Everything will be in place then."

"Bri can actually get the care she needs when we aren't here. Because after all, we're still kids ourselves." Declan said.

But Bennett was silent all along. Naomi bit her lip.

Bennett sighed. "Okay. But only for three years. After that when I am eligible, I am taking her back legally. As mine."

Naomi huffed in relief. "That's perfectly alright."

"Quite eager to experience your fatherhood, eh?" Jordan mocked.

Bennett threw him a look. "I'm doing it for her safety. Other than that, she's mine."

"Ok ok." Declan interupted. "But your parents have to agree to this first though."

Naomi nodded. "I think it's time to tell them."