“So, after a whole fourteen days of banning us from entering the house the overbearing father is finally going to allow us to meet our little Beatrice?” Chris teased.
“Let me get one thing clear. She is my little Beatrice. Not ours. Mine.” Sky snide.
“Oh that girl is going to have a miserable life ahead… you won’t allow her to have a boyfriend or fall in love because you are going to be one of those dads.” Aiyana sighed.
“I know right. The dad who never thinks a man is good enough for his little princess. So, frustrated the little princess ends up with a tattooed hundred year old biker…” Scarlett poked.
“Besides, if you die… Beatrice becomes ours so Chris is not wrong in…” Aiyana chimed in.
“And boy can’t we wait for you to die…” Chris interjected.
“I swear. One look at her cute little face and my uterus pleaded to be impregnated.” Aiyana added.
“We can always remedy that.” Chris suggested.
“Get married already…” Scarlett exasperated.