"They'll have to fight Kalm for him, I reckon." Only now noticing the two of them dancing at the edge of the dance floor, far, far away. It's Jeb's head of unruly hair he spots first, then the tiny little hands holding on to his arms. It's a sweet sight. He suspects one day Jeb will be a great father.
He sips his drink, pleasantly cool and just bubbly enough not to be too much, sweet, but not. "About that other thing. This is going to sound really strange, but I've been thinking." A beat, and his smile turns wry. "Okay, that isn't the strange part, I do tend to think."
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Date: 2009-08-27 06:44 am (UTC)He sips his drink, pleasantly cool and just bubbly enough not to be too much, sweet, but not. "About that other thing. This is going to sound really strange, but I've been thinking." A beat, and his smile turns wry. "Okay, that isn't the strange part, I do tend to think."