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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Apr 4, 2007 23:44:45 GMT -5
"Ok fine, Next time you have a child, I'll be totally insensitive about the ordeal you just weathered, In fact right after you have the baby, I will insist that we walk home and that you take a shower." he said looking exaggeratedly annoyed. "Well...In the mean time I'll go down to My office and get that order written, Oh and get that baby supply bag we have in our rooms. just in case you take more than fifteen minutes." he said smirking.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Apr 5, 2007 22:22:32 GMT -5
"Now, darling, do you know me at all?" Isabella teased. "You know full well that I don't appreciate when you tell me what to do. If you tell me to stay in bed, I automatically want to get up. If you tell me to get up, I want to stay in bed. I love you very much, but I don't want to be told what to do. When I left... his... service, I stopped taking orders from men. This is a partnership, darling. We're equals."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Apr 5, 2007 22:30:23 GMT -5
"You take everything I say wrong, I'm not ordering you, I'm merely strongly suggesting something...besides If I told you that you'd die if you got up, you'd probably stand up just to see if you would." he said frowning at her. "You don't mind that I take Conor with me Do you?" he asked raising a brow in askance.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Apr 5, 2007 22:37:38 GMT -5
Isabella shook her head. "I'm doing it again, aren't I?" she said sheepishly. "Honey, I'm sorry... I'm just having another hormone attack. They said this would still happen for a little while after the baby was born. Yeah, you can take him for a little while as I get myself together. If I'm not too horrible, will you come and give me a kiss before you go?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Apr 5, 2007 22:50:53 GMT -5
"Kisses I can Always do! And you aren't horrible." he said standing up with his son in his arms and kissing his wife. "I'll See you in a little while!" he said winking at her as he turned to leave the hospital wing.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Apr 5, 2007 23:01:25 GMT -5
Isabella sighed happily. She loved her husband and her son so much. She felt like the whole world was in front of her, and nothing in the world could go wrong. It was strange, she thought, to suddenly be this happy. All her life she had been so angry and hurt and alone, and she's managed to get by. Now it was her reward. She had her own family and felt love that she had never imagined could exist. She actually began to hum a happy tune as she got out of bed and prepared to get in the shower.
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