All On Contract

Chapter 65 - Kids

Tessa's P.O.V:
"Oh wow." Karla says as I pace up and down in my hotel room. "Wow." She repeats, making me sigh as I turn to face her and fold my arms across my chest. "Damn...Wow." She says again, making me roll my eyes as Jacob chuckles. 

"You like kids, right?" Jacob asks.

"She hates kids." Chris states. 

"Who the hell hates kids?" Jacob asks. 

"Tessa." Karla states making me roll my eyes.

"I don't hate kids...I...Just...like kids when they're quiet or sleeping and not making noises or crying or complaining or-" I start but Jacob cuts me off. 

"You hate kids." Jacob states.

"I'm not ready to look after a baby." I sigh as I start to pace up in down again. 

"Sure you are." Jacob says. "You're 28 hermana and you are going to marry Marshall. You're going to be looking after his kids." Jacob says, from the corner of my eye I see Karla roll her eyes. 

{Translation: Sister}

"Don't you want kids in the future?" Chris asks. 

"I don't have time for kids." I state. 

"Wait, you're telling me that you're not going to have kids?" Jacob asks. 

"Come on, everyone wants kids." Chris says, making Jacob nod.

"Can we stop talking about kids." Karla snaps. 

"What's up your ass." Jacob mumbles which earns him a slap from Karla. 

"I've known for a long time that Tessa doesn't want kids so how are you two so suprised when you are the two people who are the closest to her." Karla says. 

"What if Marshall wants kids?" Chris asks, ignoring Karla. 

"He has kids." I shrug. 

"But what if he wants kids with you?" Jacob asks. 

"I don't know, i'll talk to him about it." I shrug, making my brother roll his eyes. 

"You wanted kids with Marcus so what's the problem now?" Chris asks.

"Marcus wanted kids. Tessa didn't." Karla correct's him as she stands up and walks towards the kitchen. "What time is the fashion show?" Karla shouts from the kitchen. 

"Half an hour!" I shout back. "I need to get ready." I say to Chris and Jacob. 

"Oh and Tess!" Chris shouts after me as I walk towards the bedroom. 

"Yeah?" I turn to face him. 

"Leroy called." He says, making me roll my eyes.

"What did he want?" I ask as I place my hand on the door handle and push it down. 

"Marshall's coming to this event." Jacob smirks as he kicks his feet up on the table. 

"What?" I mumble in confusion. 

"He's got a concert with 50 Cent and Leroy said that he wanted to support you." Chris shrugs.

Yeah right!

Fashion shows are never Marshall's thing. He hates going. When I first launched my clothing he looked bored to death but stayed for me and also because our managers told him to go there, it's all for the damn contract. 

"Hm. Maybe you can talk about your love for kids." Jacob says, making Chris chuckle. I let out a loud groan as I step into the bedroom and slam the door behind me.