"Wakey wakey eggs and bacey" I heard from a soft and sleepy morning voice, I opened my eyes to see a fluff of hair on me.
"Hey Zachy" I yawn,
"Hey baby girl"
"Woah buddy, you tryna smash?"
"Maybe" he winks at me while helping me up.
I walk downstairs to the smell of a hot breakfast awaiting Zach and I. As I get to the table the boys have already eaten half of the breakfast they ordered.
"Sorry, it came a couple minutes ago" Jonah says with a mouthful of food. I mean I don't blame them, they are teenage boys.
*****
"So guys, it's a Saturday. What's the plan?" Jack asked.
"Wanna go to SixFlags?" I suggest. I'm assuming they all agreed because they all made a dash to get changed with Jonah throwing me over is shoulder on the way and dumping me on his bed.
"Jonah- stop it!" I manage to squeeze out between laughs.
"Not until you call me daddy" he said with a smirk,
"Jonah!! What- the- hell!" I couldn't believe it, what did he mean by that?
"Call me daddy and I'll stop tickling you!" Was he serious? Or is this some kind of joke...
"Fine ur the dad of the group" I burst out in between laughs,
"That's not what I meant Val" oh gosh, I'm really gonna say this-
"Fine! You're daddy. Now stop tickling me!" He finally stops and I catch my breath. Come to think of it, I didn't mind calling him that...
