Baby's Daddy
"What do you want him for, anyway? Y'all already got that yapping little dog. And a yapping little cat."
"Shush. I thought you loved them."
Autumn rolled her eyes multiple times. "That's just for show. The cat, I can still tolerate. Your dog is totally rude and immature."
"Okay," she cut short the girls' bickering. "Hop the Fish is yours. When I move," she stressed.
"Yes! Thank you so much. You won't regret it, Mrs Lips." Peyton grinned and fist-pump the air.
"Hey! You just sprayed me with honey."