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Jack's phone starts ringing, waking both men up.

The curly head picks up the phone.

"Yeah?" He asks, his voice raspy.

"You have twenty minutes to go to the park so I can spend a day with my daughter or I'm calling the cops." Jack hangs up the phone.

"Do you have paracetamol?"

Zach checks his nightstand.

"Yeah."

"Great, hand me one please."

Jack's phone rings again.

"Yes?"

"I want to see my daughter."

"And I want you to stop bothering us-"

"She's my daughter!"

"Do you want me to show you the letter you left when you dropped her off at my mom's place? Or the pictures you're not in? Oh wait...maybe the mother's days you missed?" Jack asks sarcastically.

"I was too young Jack!"

"And so was I...are you done now?" He asks, his mood already ruined

"Jack, I swear to..."

"Pass me the phone." Jack complies.

Zach clears his throat.

"Hey, sorry Jack can't talk right now, he's about to receive his morning head. Call him never. Peace."

He hangs up and they both laugh.

"Morning head?"

"I mean...only if you're down."

"When it's you, I'm always down."

They chuckle.

"Horn dog." Zach kisses him.

***

Zach and Jack jump into Liberty's bed waking her up almost immediately.

"Good morning angel!" Jack greets her more than happily.

"Morning..." She mutters back.

"Is everything okay hun?" Zach asks worried.

"I'm still tired."

"Oh..sorry hun we'll leave you to sleep then."

"I don't know if I can fall asleep now." She pouts.

Zach leans against her head board.

"Cmere hun...i used to do this with my little sister." Zach makes her lay on his his arms and starts cradling her back to sleep.

"I didn't know you had a sister..."

"I haven't spoke to her in years... my parents blocked me on everything...if I'm making the math right Reese is like fourteen."

"Oh wow."

"Yeah and my brother must be like twenty something too..."

"You have to visit them."

"I-I can't...they hate me."

"Can you show us a picture?"

"Uhm...sure... Jack?"

Jack hands him his phone.

The brunet looks for his sister's name of Instagram.

"Oh my...shes so big...and so pretty..."

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