7th Photo [Broadcast Mind]
It's night, the house is clean, Elicia is in bed, her gifts stashed in her room to be played with in the morning.
Gracia's head is resting on your chest, the fingers of your one hand running through her beautiful hair as the two of you doze in a quiet comfortable silence.
"Maes...?"
"Hmmmmm?"
"Have you ever thought of having another?"
You raise your head to look down at the top of her head, a slow smile forming. "Elicia's at the age where she'd be a perfect big sister."
And suddenly, Gracia is leaning over you, her face inches from your own. "I think now is the perfect time, then, don't you?"
And if you grin could get any bigger, it just did, especially as she leans down to meet you half way, you hands sliding up her back.
Gracia's head is resting on your chest, the fingers of your one hand running through her beautiful hair as the two of you doze in a quiet comfortable silence.
"Maes...?"
"Hmmmmm?"
"Have you ever thought of having another?"
You raise your head to look down at the top of her head, a slow smile forming. "Elicia's at the age where she'd be a perfect big sister."
And suddenly, Gracia is leaning over you, her face inches from your own. "I think now is the perfect time, then, don't you?"
And if you grin could get any bigger, it just did, especially as she leans down to meet you half way, you hands sliding up her back.