Jill Malik P.O.V

"I hate you!"

Flynn tried to grab the tablet out of my hand, but it was already too late. Order cancelled.

"Pudding!" he cried out as he tapped furiously on the screen. "What did you do? You were not even supposed to know."

"I told you already. Amari is turning three not twenty three. You cannot buy a diamond necklace for her that cost over five million. Normal fathers don't do that."4

"I'm not a normal father." Flynn put the tablet back on the nightstand and turn around to face me. "I'm a cool father."4

"Yeah right." I muttered.

"She could have use it for later you know. It could have been an investment. She would own one of the most expensive necklaces and when she goes to kindergarten she can brag about it, oh and she can also say that Jessica Alba wore that necklace to the golden globes."

"Really, Flynn?" I stared at him, shaking my head. "Those kids only care about toys. No one would be interested in a necklace---,"

"It's not just a necklace." Flynn interrupted me. "It's a $5.8 million necklace."

"Well they wouldn't care either. And they wouldn't even care about Jessica Alba."

"Then what do you suggest me to give her, mommy?" Flynn asked emphasizing the last word.

"Well, an inflatable castle, toys... I don't know, but something for a three year old."

"A bentley."

I glared at Flynn and he laughed out loud. "I'm kidding. I will buy a grand victorian mansion for her."

"A what?!"

"Chill, pudding. It's a playhouse. It will be in the garden. Amari will love it." Flynn said, stroking my bare upper arm.

"I don't have a garden."

"In my garden of course, I mean you will live with me eventually."

"Flynn." I grunted and stood up from the bed. "I'll take a shower."

"Are you mad?" He asked. "I was just stating the obvious."

my eyes and opened the door to the bathroom. "I'm not mad. Just

a cool father, normal is boring!"

..........

you Zhoya." I said as I helped

so happy that you guys are finally here. I could not make

buttery pastry with icing sugar. Zhoya made all of it. She was a real kitchen

a piece of red velvet cake that Zhoya

and she will do the rest. Let's go change before we keep the others waiting." Zhoya

The others were in the living room playing a game. Flynn dressed both Amari and Milan while I

dress on the bed. It was a simple blue dress with flower embroidery that reached right above my knee. The

back downstairs everyone was already waiting even Zhoya. "Are

heads and headed outside where

and Amari got. They actually look pretty good. Flynn did a great job at dressing them up even though Aunt Lydia

he smiled at his baby sister. Amari nodded her head eagerly,

said, "Do you wanna

pouted.

boring." Amari said, her voice raising a little. My feisty little girl.

is better. I

yelled, "Wendy is

mean, pearl? Have you ever

will visit both okay?" Flynn said in a soothing

"I want cake too."

That was Amari asking.1

I said caressing her

not have anymore cake. Tomorrow it's your birthday then

lit up and she smiled widely at me.

laughing at Amari's facial expression and happiness. "Such a bundle of joy." She muttered

..........

hungry, mommy." Milan whined after we exited the

Annette's Dinner, they serve

The kids felt so at ease and it wasn't so crowded, so we could eat

it fun today?" I asked Amari and Milan as they took a sip

yelled out

candy cotton." Amari

candy." I corrected her. "What about

fun... And oh when I saw Mickey. He's even better in real life mom." Milan's

Roger nodded his head at that. "Yes, the

was so long, they had to wait thirty minutes. Luckily in the end

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