Godfather

“Good morning, neighbor!” Miya shouted as she stood outside her front door, watching Jackson as he walked over to her.

“Good morning,” Jackson replied with a faint smile when he came a bit closer to Miya.

“So, today is the big move-in day?”

“Yeah, I can't believe that used to look… well like a haunted house.”

A soft laugh escaped Miya's lips. Then she gazed at the enormous mansion with disbelief in her eyes.

“Yeah, me too. Everything was done in a flash that I didn't get the chance to process the entire process.” Miya mumbled with her focus still on the luxury building.

“How are the little kiddos?” Jackson asked, trying to sound natural as possible.

“They are asleep. I won't be out here if they weren't.” Miya replied.

Suddenly the front door opened, and Lucas walked out with a frown on his face and anger in his gaze.

“Don't you think it's inappropriate to talk to another man's wife this early and ask for his kids like we are all