It's late. So what? Deal with it.
“Are toi okay mom?” Lexi asked.
Devin gave her a smile.
“Yes. I'm alright dear.”
Lexi sat in her mother's lap.
“What did daddy say?” Lexi asked, looking at the paper in her mother's hand.
“Daddy says he'll be accueil soon. He has a leave of absence for a few weeks and he plans to come accueil in a few days.”
“He'll miss Valentine's day. It's tomorrow, right?”
Devin nodded.
“Yes. But he doesn't choose what days he gets off.”
“I know.”
Devin kissed her daughter on the cheek and gave her tight hug.
“We'll have to surprise him with a late Valentine's jour when he gets home.”
Lexi smiled.
“Can I make decorations?”
“Of course toi can. And I bet Irra will help you.”
Lexi slipped off her mother's lap, shouting for her adopted sister. A hand on her shoulder, caused Devin to look up. Jon stood looking at her. His eyes a dit he had heard everything. She answered the unasked question with a small nod. He sat suivant to her.
“Want me to take everyone over to the mountain tonight?”
“Why don't you? Mel and Jamie will be thrilled and Lexi loves it there. Irra won't mind being out and toi know how much Mizore loves to make it snow for everyone there.”
Jon nodded.
“Alright. I'll let Nightwing know to expect us.”
“Let him know I a dit hi.”
He nodded again before standing up.
“Jon.”
He stopped halfway through the door and looked back.
“There isn't any specific reason toi want to go...is there?”
“I haven't become interested in anyone there, if that's what toi mean.”
“You know it will happen, right?”
“Yeah.”
She nodded and he left to gather his siblings.
She woke up to silence. It was still dark out, but she couldn't sleep anymore. She slipped a peignoir, robe on, walking out of the room. It wasn't too early in the morning, but early still. She sat in one of the chairs in the living room, facing the window. There was an aching in the quiet. The note from her husband was bitter-sweet. While she wanted him home, she was a little sad he was missing Valentine's day. She sighed and stood. She entered the cuisine and started to warm water in the teapot. She was grabbing a mug when she heard noise at the front door. She paused, listening. Silence. Confused, she waited a few minutes. There was no sound so she went back to making a warm drink. Steaming mug in hand, she walked back to the living room. Something looked different, but she couldn't tell what. She had barely placed the mug on the table, tableau when a warm voice spoke.
“Aren't toi a welcoming sight.”
She watched, stunned, as he came from the shadows, a smile on his face. His arms wrapped around her and she was too surprised to do plus than stand there. When he placed a soft Kiss to her head, she reacted.
“How-your note..”
Fang smiled.
“I thought I'd surprise you. So I had to delay the letter a few days.”
“The kids are at the mountain.”
“I know. I sent Jon a letter telling him to bring them there. Besides, right now, I just want you.”
He kissed her and she responded. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he picked her up bridal-style. They pulled apart and he carried her into their room. He layed her on the lit and was soon beside her again. She touched his face, staring at him.
“I can't believe you're here,” she whispered.
He gave her another kiss.
“Believe it. We have the entire jour together.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
She smiled, moving closer.
“Happy Valentine's day, Devin. I l’amour you.”
“Happy Valentine's day. I l’amour toi too.”
“Are toi okay mom?” Lexi asked.
Devin gave her a smile.
“Yes. I'm alright dear.”
Lexi sat in her mother's lap.
“What did daddy say?” Lexi asked, looking at the paper in her mother's hand.
“Daddy says he'll be accueil soon. He has a leave of absence for a few weeks and he plans to come accueil in a few days.”
“He'll miss Valentine's day. It's tomorrow, right?”
Devin nodded.
“Yes. But he doesn't choose what days he gets off.”
“I know.”
Devin kissed her daughter on the cheek and gave her tight hug.
“We'll have to surprise him with a late Valentine's jour when he gets home.”
Lexi smiled.
“Can I make decorations?”
“Of course toi can. And I bet Irra will help you.”
Lexi slipped off her mother's lap, shouting for her adopted sister. A hand on her shoulder, caused Devin to look up. Jon stood looking at her. His eyes a dit he had heard everything. She answered the unasked question with a small nod. He sat suivant to her.
“Want me to take everyone over to the mountain tonight?”
“Why don't you? Mel and Jamie will be thrilled and Lexi loves it there. Irra won't mind being out and toi know how much Mizore loves to make it snow for everyone there.”
Jon nodded.
“Alright. I'll let Nightwing know to expect us.”
“Let him know I a dit hi.”
He nodded again before standing up.
“Jon.”
He stopped halfway through the door and looked back.
“There isn't any specific reason toi want to go...is there?”
“I haven't become interested in anyone there, if that's what toi mean.”
“You know it will happen, right?”
“Yeah.”
She nodded and he left to gather his siblings.
She woke up to silence. It was still dark out, but she couldn't sleep anymore. She slipped a peignoir, robe on, walking out of the room. It wasn't too early in the morning, but early still. She sat in one of the chairs in the living room, facing the window. There was an aching in the quiet. The note from her husband was bitter-sweet. While she wanted him home, she was a little sad he was missing Valentine's day. She sighed and stood. She entered the cuisine and started to warm water in the teapot. She was grabbing a mug when she heard noise at the front door. She paused, listening. Silence. Confused, she waited a few minutes. There was no sound so she went back to making a warm drink. Steaming mug in hand, she walked back to the living room. Something looked different, but she couldn't tell what. She had barely placed the mug on the table, tableau when a warm voice spoke.
“Aren't toi a welcoming sight.”
She watched, stunned, as he came from the shadows, a smile on his face. His arms wrapped around her and she was too surprised to do plus than stand there. When he placed a soft Kiss to her head, she reacted.
“How-your note..”
Fang smiled.
“I thought I'd surprise you. So I had to delay the letter a few days.”
“The kids are at the mountain.”
“I know. I sent Jon a letter telling him to bring them there. Besides, right now, I just want you.”
He kissed her and she responded. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he picked her up bridal-style. They pulled apart and he carried her into their room. He layed her on the lit and was soon beside her again. She touched his face, staring at him.
“I can't believe you're here,” she whispered.
He gave her another kiss.
“Believe it. We have the entire jour together.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
She smiled, moving closer.
“Happy Valentine's day, Devin. I l’amour you.”
“Happy Valentine's day. I l’amour toi too.”
This charrie goes par the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, ou his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization par tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing plus Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to écriture them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to écriture them, so, patience.