Bedtime
Rashel walked into her daughter's room to find 6 year old Annabelle curled up next to her father who was sitting on the edge of her bed smiling.
"What are you two up to?" Rashel asked, placing he hand on her 6 month baby bump. Quinn grinned at her before kissing their daughter's head softly. Annabelle giggled and curled up closer to her father.
"Daddy has been telling me how you and daddy met," she told her mother, still smiling. Rashel smiled and sat at the end of the bed.
"It's time for someone to go to sleep," she told her yawning daughter. Annabelle nodded, pushing back the duvet and crawled along her bed to give her mother a kiss.
Then Quinn picked her up and placed her into bed. Rashel stood up and pulled the duvet over their daughter's sleeping form. Quinn bent over and kissed Annabelle's forehead.
"Goodnight sweetheart," he whispered before closing the door silently. Rashel stood outside waiting for him.
"You're such a good father," she told him smiling. Quinn smiled and kissed her gently.
"And you're the perfect mother," he replied before picking her up and carrying his soulmate to bed, knowing that their daughter wasn't the only one who needed to sleep.
