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Tiny fingers wrapped around her pinkie finger, holding her prisoner. A gurgling sound echoed in the room as she made a funny face and gently tickled him. She couldn’t believe he was there, couldn’t believe that they had done it. Bending down, she softly grazed his forehead with her lips.
A minute passed, and then another while she watched him wriggle around in his crib. Slowly, she ran her fingertips over his head, feeling the soft hair. He had the beautiful dark hair of his mommy and she wondered if he would have the color of her eyes, too.
She tried to pull her finger out of his grasp, intent on letting him sleep, but he only held on stronger. A smile spread on his face, followed by a happy squeak and she chuckled lightly.
“You need to sleep now,” Cindy whispered soothingly, fully aware that he wouldn’t understand a word.
All she received was another squeak and she happily resigned to the fact that she would need to stay just a bit longer. With a move that could almost count as athletic, she managed to get a chair close to the crib to sit down.
Soon, her head was rested on the edge, her arm serving as pillow while the other was still hanging down, her finger still not free. She awoke when she felt a hand on her back, slowly rubbing up and down before a kiss was placed on the top of her head.
“I see he was successful in having you take a nap?” The question was followed by a smirk.
“Yeah,” she smiled back, unable to deny what was evident.
He was still up, looking at her with wide eyes. This time, though, she could extract her fingers from his death grip. Kissing his head softly again, she left him to sleep, pulling her Lindsay along with her.
“Hopefully, he’ll sleep,” Cindy muttered, hardly able to contain a yawn. She quietly closed the door behind her. “I sure could use some.”
“Looked like you already got some,” Lindsay smirked, pressing a kiss against Cindy’s temple.
Swatting her lightly, she protested, “I was just resting and it so wasn’t enough.” She made her way to the couch, which was starting to look more and more comfortable by the second. “Especially since you make me get up with you every time,” she added with a pout.
“It’s all for the greater good,” Lindsay pronounced, a teasing spark in her eyes. “Think of all the bonding time you’d be missing,” she chuckled softly.
“Right, only I have to work the next morning,” she complained weakly, closing her eyes as soon as she was sitting.
Lindsay settled behind her, tugging at Cindy’s shirt to get her to move closer. “You want me to let you sleep?”.
“No,” she replied instantly, leaning back.
Brushing a few strands of red hair away, Lindsay placed a gentle kiss behind Cindy’s ear. Her hands found Cindy’s waist, one hand slipping beneath her shirt to caress soft skin.
“What are you doing?” Cindy muttered, eyes still shut tightly.
“What do you think I’m doing?” Lindsay whispered into her ear before kissing her temple.
Yawning, she replied with a grin, “Putting me to sleep I hope.”
She only received a low chuckle as answers. Deep, constant breaths lulling her further into the land of dreams, she sighed contently. She was exhausted and didn’t know how Lindsay was doing it, but she felt far too happy to seriously complain about it. Arms tightened around her and she snuggled closer. She felt a blanket being pulled to cover both of them.
She was almost gone when she heard Lindsay quietly talk to her. “We did good,” came the proud announcement, her voice low and way too close for Cindy to contain the shiver they caused.
“You did good,” she stated and turned to seal her words with a quick kiss.
“Couldn’t have done it without you,” Lindsay corrected her softly.
“Yeah, well,” Cindy grinned. “That’s why you keep me around.”