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Eostre wasn't sure that she'd looked at anything but the twins in about an hour. She was aware of Mike being there on the bed with her, and they'd even had a conversation, but she was fairly sure that she'd been staring at her babies' faces all that time.
Mike was fussing around heating up water to give the girls a bath while Eostre stripped them out of nappies, and they lay kicking lazily, their little chests rising and falling as they breathed. Eostre cooed and traced her fingers down little arms.
"You're so pretty," she murmured. "Yes, you are. Where's your daddy gone? What's he up to, huh?"
Mike was fussing around heating up water to give the girls a bath while Eostre stripped them out of nappies, and they lay kicking lazily, their little chests rising and falling as they breathed. Eostre cooed and traced her fingers down little arms.
"You're so pretty," she murmured. "Yes, you are. Where's your daddy gone? What's he up to, huh?"