I am Not My Own
07-09-2013, 11:32 PM
Song drew back a bit, her giggle filling the air. His expression was priceless, and she was glad she would be able to keep the memory of it with her always. She shook her head at him playfully. "Of course you silly! Did you think our romp in the meadow would not have consequences?" She smiled at his goofy self, her head finding its way once again to his chin. Her mouth suddenly unable to form words, the wonder of what had come to be sinking in. She moved her head to look back at her abdomen curiously, "They're in there right now, Ro. Our babies." Her smile widened as she thought about the future. It looked so bright. "talking" |