Naomi's POV
I was finally able to brush my teeth after getting the girls ready. Hearing a knock on the door I walked out of the bathroom. "Girls, stop jumping on the bed you're going to get hurt," I sighed and opened the door.
"Hey! Why are you not dressed yet, Jordan's on his way!" Tiffany walked in and ran to greet the girls.
"Yeah sorry I'm just a bit tired from last night,"
"Nay... you've been awfully quiet since yesterday. What happened in there?"
"Nothing happened Tiff, we just talked... look I'm just exhausted okay? But the girls are alright and they wanna go out, right babes?"
"Can we go get ice lollies mommy?" Ariel stopped jumping walked up to me.
"If you and your sister stop jumping on the bed you can get all the ice lollies you want!"
"All of them?"
"2, now come on now Jords getting here any second and you've messed up your pig tails."
Ariel and Mia quickly sat down next to each other as I got their bows ready, "Hey mommy," Mia said.
"Yeah?"
"Do we have two dads?"
"What?"
"Sophia has two dads, but she doesn't have a mommy. Are we like Sophia?" Tiffany raised her eyebrows at me.
"They really did get your brains."
Taking in a breath I sat in front of them, "Sophia has two dads because they both love each other, and they both love Sophia. But we're not like Sophia, you guys have one biological dad."
"Daddy,"
"Yes, and Jordan who—"
"Did I hear my name?" He walked into the room, "What are you lot chatting about?"
"Mia wants to know why you're daddy #2," Tiffany laughed. Awkwardly Jordan chuckled and sat next to me. I nodded to him in approval before he began to speak.
"Okay, girls, your dad is Mena. But I love you guys very much and I care for you as if you were my daughters. And if you three ever need anything I'll be there," Jordan said as he looked down at me.
"So you're not our dad," Ariel turned her head.
"Strictly speaking no,"
"Can we still call you dad?" Mia asked.
"If you want too, yes,"
"Okay, one more question," Mia squinted her eyes.
"Okay," Jordan laughed.
"Do you love our mommy?" I felt my heart sink.
"I think... if anyone in this world doesn't love your mommy then they're pretty nuts. Right Tiff?"
"Right! Who wouldn't love this dairy free, gluten free little human?" She playfully squeezed my cheek.
"Shut up," I rolled my eyes. "Now hurry along, you're going to miss all the fun."
"She's right," Jordan said as he picked them both up, "Aren't you coming though, Chub?"
"I am taking a sick day,"
"A sick day?"
"Yeah I'm feeling a tired, I kinda wanna a rest up a bit if that's alright."
"Yeah, no thats fine,"
