Summer
Jezebeth
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Post by Summer on Dec 6, 2009 0:17:09 GMT -5
Night was slowly finding its way over New Orleans. Night only meant one true thing in Remy and Summer’s household, and that was bedtime for Ciaran. The little one was not even four months old, and he was causing his mother enough problems.
Summer found herself fussing over the young one, trying to get him settled in bed. Of course, there was the bath that he had to have. Then there were the pajamas that had to be put on the infant. Then there was the feeding and the burping.
Summer now stood against the crib, looking down at the little Ciaran. She had a content smile spread over her lips as she watched him. He was still awake, looking up with her with large green eyes. Her hand reached down and gently stroked his cheek.
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Post by Remy LeBeau on Dec 6, 2009 0:27:16 GMT -5
The Cajun had just finished washing the dishes for that night and was now headed upstairs, to check on his new wife and their son, stepping silently into the nursery and wrapping strong arms around her waist as he pulled her to him, cradling her against his chest.
His red eyes stared down at his son as he smiled softly before bending down to kiss Summer's neck, nuzzling the skin there with his nose.
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Summer
Jezebeth
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Post by Summer on Dec 6, 2009 0:31:20 GMT -5
“Hey there, love,” Summer said, a wider smile spreading across her lips as she felt Remy up against her. She leaned back against him, enjoying the sheer feel of him up against her. She moved away from the Cajun after a moment, turning to look at him. She smiled, kissing his lips gently.
“We should say good night to our son and finally let him sleep.” She stepped away from Remy, leaning down and kissing Ciaran’s forehead lightly before straightening up.
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Post by Remy LeBeau on Dec 6, 2009 0:39:26 GMT -5
Remy smiled down at her, nodding slightly as he let her go. "Alrigh, cher," he said with a slight smile, watching her movements before he leaned down as well and kissed their son's forehead, speaking to him in Creole for a moment.
Remy often did that, slipped into Creole when he found speaking English to cumbersome or he was feeling something strongly emotionally, as he was at the moment.
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Summer
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Post by Summer on Dec 6, 2009 0:47:40 GMT -5
Summer waited for Remy to finish saying good night to their son before shutting off the light of his room and stepping out. She waited for Remy to slip out of the room as well before closing the door far enough to where there was a crack left open.
Summer gently slipped her arm around the Cajun’s arm and led him away from the door. “Want to come down with me and have a cup of coffee?” she asked him.
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