isaac king preferred to believe that he was great at everything he tried his hand at, and that included committing to ( most. ) of his appointments. with that objective in mind, of course he fully intended to show up at his best friend’s doorstep to demand an answer to what was bugging her. the blond gave her the allotted space, but keeping secrets between them was a privilege neither of them could allow for very long. it was practically treason of some sort, zeke would vow. knowing his best friend more than he cared to know most people, it should have been obvious to the king male that she would take pre-emptive action and show up to his place instead. and, for that matter, it should have been reasoned that his wife would let her in whether he was out of bed or not. the familiar sound of his daughter — the biology in that case didn’t matter, from the moment that he had taken katia as his daughter, that’s who she was. there were a lot of things that isaac prided himself on ( perhaps too much at times. ) but father hood and loving his children was in it’s own section. that little girl was his daughter in every sense of the word that mattered, and he’d claim her as his blood over and over again until his last breath. — sounded and whether he was wide awake or not, katia’s voice brought a smile to his features effortlessly. all of his kids did, even when it came to disrupting his sleep. ❝ to what do i owe this pleasant surprise? ❞ his eyes slowly blinking open as he looked up at his daughter, a grimace disrupting his features at jordyn’s messing with his hair, but he immediately returned all of katia’s kisses, all too happy to indulge in his littlest royal. he snickered at jordyn’s commentary, holding ti in a snuggle and tickling her as he shifted to sit up in the bed and brought her with him. ❝ of course there isn’t, can’t believe you’d ever think i would disagree. ❞ his eyes went wide for dramatics as he looked at his daughter to show a mock disappointed face before directing it towards his best friend. he squinted at her a moment later, shaking his head. ❝ my wife, only person i share her with are the three littles that call her mom or mommy nikki. so, we gotta be good? she realizes who she asked that of, right? ❞ he pondered, pressing another kiss to ti’s face with a smile.
watching the father-daughter duo seemed to ease her mind, if only for a moment. in all of the years jordyn had known zeke, she couldn’t put a finger on a time she hadn’t told him absolutely everything. it was a reflex, if something happened or she heard something, the first thing she usually did was run to her best friend. so to say guilt was weighing heavily on her shoulders would’ve been an understatement. no court order would or could change the fact that no matter what, zeke would always be katia’s father. and given that she hadn’t talked to the man who’d fathered her biologically since the night kat was conceived - she’d concluded that there wasn’t a need to put the proverbial cart before the horse. given isaac king’s status, caleb’s status, and jordyn’s? the idea of their happy family getting ripped to shreds was unlikely. top that off with knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt, that to protect their child’s wellbeing and the only life she’d ever really known both of katia’s fathers and jordyn would go through hell and back. love was limitless when it came to the kids. chuckling softly, she watched as kat shrugged her shoulders at his question and began babbling about her morning routine. ❛ well, i faintly remember swearing i’d come talk to you - and i was given a two week grace period… so what better way to do that than coming over, waking you up with baby kisses, your princesa, and breakfast? ❜ her last words seemed to be the magic words which caught the giggling toddlers attention who quickly removed her face from the protection of zeke’s chest to offer a smirk in jordyn’s direction. ❛ nommies? ❜ the brunette nodded her head, beaming a smile in kat’s direction. ❛ why don’t you go wake up the bubbas and we’ll be out there as soon in just a minute, kit kat? ❜ placing a quick kiss atop of their toddler’s head and untangling her from zeke, she waited for the sound of pitter-patter feet to flow towards the boys’ rooms before turning her full attention towards zeke. a sigh escaped her lips as she turned and folded her legs beneath her, blinking as she looked at her best friend. it always seemed to be the case that in serious moments words avoided her, it was jordyn’s own personal curse. still unable to resist another quick jab before breaking the news the femme shrugged her shoulders, ❛ i mean... i set it up, so it’s only fair that’s our wife. but i’m sure given the chance, i could call her mami. not that i’d do that to you, because i value life, but i’m just saying… anything you can do i can do better, zaddy. ❜ the beaming smile that framed her features only lingered upon her lips for a moment before she shook her head, ❛ okay real talk, we gotta problem. if we keep fighting over moms we’re never gonna figure this out so... ❜ pausing she reached over into her bag and grabbed the paper and the bottle. ❛ the good stuff is for later… but… ❜ keeping her eyes trained on zeke, jordyn forked over the court order and set the bottle beside him. ❛ caleb opened it… so he knows now. but kat’s… donor wants a dna test... and i didn’t want to ruin vegas for you… but we’ve got a month to figure out what we’re gonna do. i didn’t want to make any moves until we were on the same page, and we talked about it… and we got together with caleb and figured out our next steps. i figured we’d call and figure out what the fuck he wants when we have everything in order and we know what we’re doing. ❜
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