Pedia's POV
Chase had gone to his office, which was in the house. Kace and I were watching t.v, and Caresha and Tay wanted to join us, but they got caught up with making out. They play tongue hockey. Finna, throw up real quick. My baby needs to be sprayed with holy water.
"It would be much loved if you didn't suck each other's faces," I said, looking at the t.v.
"Fine, we will get a room," Taylor said, grabbing Caresha, who was blushing.
"Thank you," likely Kace, who was on my phone, thank God.
"Do you want to go to daddy?" I asked.
"Yes, daddy," he cheered and got up. I followed him, and he knocked on the office door; he pushed it up and started walking towards the desk where Chase was seated.
"Daddy, can we go get ice cream?" he asked, still walking, and Chase closed his laptop
