Nothing, But A Number

Chapter sixty-five

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Picture of Michael(Lucas Dad)
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"Daddy, how will Santa know where to drop my presents off if we are going to be staying over your daddy house?" Story asks, as she sits on me and Shannon's bed watching me pack.

"Also, will your daddy and his family even like me?! What if your family doesn't like me? Will that mean me and momma won't be with you any more?" Story states, starting to freak out. "I don't want you—"

"Princess, calm down. My dad will love you, and so will his family. Remember you've met my dad before. Plus even if hypothetically, and I do mean hypothetically because I already know they are going to love you. But if they don't like you guys it doesn't matter because I still love you guys, and I will still be with the both of you." I say, packing some socks.

"And to answer your other questions, I sent Santa a letter with my dad's address so he knows where to find you." I answer, zipping up my suitcase.

I hope like hell Joshua and Daniel don't fuck up getting Story's presents to my dad's house.

"Will uncle Danny and Joshy be there with us?" Story asks, as I start to put my rings on to complete my outfit of the day.

"Um I'm not really sure. They may stop by the day after Christmas, but I'm not all the way sure." I answer honestly, while picking her up and putting her on the floor.

"Will your other mommy like me?" she asks, looking up at me with her big chocolate brown eyes.

Her ass better.

"I'm sure she will princess, as long as you be yourself okay." I answer, bending down and giving her a kiss on her cheek. "Now let's go before your mum beats us there."

After packing all of our suitcases in the SUV. I strapped Story in and started making our way towards my childhood home.

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"MOMMYYY!!!"  Story screams, as I see Shannon get out of an Uber.

"Heyyy, pumpkin!" she greets, giving Story kisses.

"Hey, how was dropping Tyler off at the airport?" I ask, as they made their way over to me.

"A little sad not going to lie." she says, watching me take our luggage from out the trunk.

"Mommy when can I call Tyler? I want to make sure he landed safely." Story asks, typing away on her pink tablet.

"He's going to be on the plane for along time so he said he will call you when he gets to New York." Shannon answered.

"Why didn't he want to take your private jet?" I ask, handing her Story backpack.

"I honestly don't know, but I left one of my cars at the airport for when he comes back so he can be able to drive himself back." she answers, putting Story's backpack on her.

"What the fuck is taking you guys so long?! Hurry up! Everyone is dying to meet the girls!" Jason yells, shirtless from the porch while eating a popsicle in pajamas.

"Uncle Jason! NO BAD WORDS!!" Story yells, with sass.

"Sorry kid, didn't see you there."

"Come help me with the luggage idiot."

Jason then comes down the steps towards the car.

"Why are you still in your pajamas, it's the middle of the day?" Story questions, looking at his pajama pants.