> gaze landed on Malia. ] And had a better taste in women. He needs to stop beding every pretty lady he sees. Especially, a >

> married one. [Petite palms run over her dress, a gesture she was used to making] I heard you were ill, Malia.. Are you better >

> now? Malia.

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[Svelte limbs wrap around BryantChase Gilbert. as the female picks him up, smoching his petit visage with kisses] Happy Halloween, my baby!

[A laugh slips past rosette petals, pressing her last kiss to BryantChase Gilbert.'s tiny nose] Who's going to dress up?

[Svelte digit ran over BryantChase Gilbert.'s petit arm, storking the soft flesh as her gaze scanned her child, raspberry tinted ellipses >

> quirking into a smile before she wrapped her digits around BryantChase Gilbert.'s wrist gently, carefully pulling his fist out of his >

> mouth] Nope, BryantChase Gilbert., we don't eat fists.

[Upon hearing BryantChase Gilbert. attempt to speak, the female offers a laugh and shakes her cranium, allowing the boy to play with her digit >

> how he wished, however, as BryantChase Gilbert. placed it back into his mouth, Giselle pondered wether to remove it or let it be, allowing >

> to suck on it] BryantChase Gilbert.

[Giselle watched BryantChase Gilbert. for a moment before she walked to the nightshade, the boy pressed against her as the female leaned >

> down and took hold of BryantChase Gilbert.'s pacifier before she removed her finger from his mouth, replacing it with the pacifier as she >

> wiped BryantChase Gilbert.'s spit off her finger before wrapping her other arm aorund him as she made her way out of the room] That is >

> better, don't you think? BryantChase Gilbert.