Jason's P.O.V
Jessy talked a lot. I was surprised that she knew that much at her age. Jase?. Jase was quiet. He hardly said anything. I had ordered pizza for us to eat. We spent the rest of the evening playing hide and seek and watching cartoons. These kids had a lot of energy. I loved hanging around them. They made me laugh. I was happy to be their father. I was happy to be around them. I was ready to train them up and impose great values on them. That' s why I wanted to bring them to New York. I wanted them to grow up in that environment. But Jessica won' t come to an agreement with me on it. She wants them where she is and I want them where I am. I don' t know how this is going to work out. " I' m home!", I heard Jessica shouted. The kids were asleep upstairs. As soon as I heard Jessica i made my way downstairs out of the kids room.
Jessica's P.O.V
" Where's that bastard?. I want to talk to him and set things straight", Layla said taking a seat in the couch and waiting patiently. " Hey", Jason said running down the stairs. " Where are the kids?", I asked putting down my bags. " Ah they' re sleeping.", he said walking towards me. " Ok, ah", I said when Layla interrupted me. " I' m Layla. You must be Jason; the bastard that hurt my friend", Layla said getting up and walking over to Jason boldly. I smirked. "ok...", Jason said looking at her. " Ah...I' m going to check on the kids and pack. Layla?. Behave", I said looking at her.


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