One hand stays on the baby's back, rubbing very gently.
It's just... a moment to soak up. It really is like Spike said. Just about perfectly content is what they're capable of here and now, and when things are this sweet, she can't bear not to enjoy them.
And she can't help but think they deserve to. All three of them.
Turning to face Spike after a quiet minute or two, she smiles at him. "You want to pick her up for me?" Her voice is more than a whisper, but just barely. "It looks like it's basket time."
And once little Beth's tucked snugly in her basket, maybe she can do a little playing with Spike's tie herself.
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Date: 2006-11-20 06:58 am (UTC)It's just... a moment to soak up. It really is like Spike said. Just about perfectly content is what they're capable of here and now, and when things are this sweet, she can't bear not to enjoy them.
And she can't help but think they deserve to. All three of them.
Turning to face Spike after a quiet minute or two, she smiles at him. "You want to pick her up for me?" Her voice is more than a whisper, but just barely. "It looks like it's basket time."
And once little Beth's tucked snugly in her basket, maybe she can do a little playing with Spike's tie herself.