Exton

Alise was happy to be back at the cottage. She collapses into the couch with Tara. Stoney puts Tomas on the floor nearby with a few toys.

“I should help you mon amour, but my back, it aches today.” Alise smiles as Tara lays her head on Alises growing belly. “This little one is growing so fast..”

“It is fine Allie. You sit and rest, I can bring our things in.” Stoney looks to Tomas, “Little man, keep an eye on your maman until I am finished.”

Alise laughs at the serious look on her sons face. “Bring him here Stoney. He can sit with us on the couch.”

Stoney leaves his family on the couch and brings in the few things they had taken to the tavern and the manse. When he is finished he stops in the doorway between the bedroom and living room and watches his wife with their children. He smiles as he sees Tara, her small form draped over Alises belly, giggling her head off every time the baby moved.

Tara would look up at her mother and send her a picture of fairies with wings fluttering with every little thump she felt.

Alise is giggling too, “Non mon petite, she is not a fairy...”

Taras head returns to Alises belly and it isnt long before the giggles and squeals are heard again. Tara lifts her head and looks her mother.

“An angel? I dont think she will have wings..” Another image is sent to Alise. “I know papan has wings, but he is not an angel..”

Alise and Stoney exchange a smoldering look that leaves her breathless.

An image from Tomas, of Chloe interrupts Alises thoughts. “Yes, she might be like Chloe and she might be just like you two. We will have to wait and see.”

Stoney moves from the doorway and sits on the couch with his family. His large hand settles on Alises belly as the twins continue sending then pictures of what they think the baby will be like. As the images get sillier and sillier they all laugh, enjoying this time together.