Celebrate (rp for rein_it_in)
Laine's requests for ways to celebrate her birthday had been simple. A day without having to fool with anything in the kitchen. A nap in the middle of the bed free from both dogs and her husband, nothing but her body pillow and some peace and quiet. It really didn't take much to make his wild woman happy.
Anraí had been quick to comply, cheerfully ignoring the slightly boggled looks that made up the hands' usual reaction when he wound up in the kitchen. If they were smart, they'd pick up some tips, if not ... well, he had other concerns that day. The dinner he produced wasn't overly fancy-- beef stew, green salad, and some fresh-from-the-oven dinner rolls --but it was all made from scratch and with care, as was the apple crunch in the oven.
And, being Anraí, he'd just had to come up with a little something extra in the way of presents. A small wrapped jeweler's box waited by Laine's plate. He'd asked Tadhg if he could come up with something close to the blue of Laine's eyes, and little brother had come through with flying colors. His remaining present wasn't anything tangible, but he hoped she'd like it. In her way, she'd certainly pushed hard enough for it.
He checked the stew. Another half-hour, he could let Laine sleep for that much longer. If she wasn't up by then, he'd go see how she was doing.
Anraí had been quick to comply, cheerfully ignoring the slightly boggled looks that made up the hands' usual reaction when he wound up in the kitchen. If they were smart, they'd pick up some tips, if not ... well, he had other concerns that day. The dinner he produced wasn't overly fancy-- beef stew, green salad, and some fresh-from-the-oven dinner rolls --but it was all made from scratch and with care, as was the apple crunch in the oven.
And, being Anraí, he'd just had to come up with a little something extra in the way of presents. A small wrapped jeweler's box waited by Laine's plate. He'd asked Tadhg if he could come up with something close to the blue of Laine's eyes, and little brother had come through with flying colors. His remaining present wasn't anything tangible, but he hoped she'd like it. In her way, she'd certainly pushed hard enough for it.
He checked the stew. Another half-hour, he could let Laine sleep for that much longer. If she wasn't up by then, he'd go see how she was doing.