"Rory, Rory, come swing me!" Jessie demanded from her perch. Rory, Tristan,
Robbie and Tessie had spent the better part of 2 hours chasing the twins
around Hartford City Park.
"Ok, but only for a few minutes. Then, we have to eat. Your dad and Robbie are probably about to faint from hunger," Rory conceded, walking over to the little girl. As she pushed the swing, Rory studied her. Jessie – and Libby- both looked amazingly like Tristan. Both had his blonde hair (only in curls) and velvety blue eyes. His sculptured features were softened on his daughters, but his mischievous, impish smile was duplicated or tripled, in this case, in his daughters.
"Hey, you two, its time to eat!" Tristan called from where he, Robbie, Tessie and Libby had just finished setting up the picnic. He couldn't help grinning at Rory playing with his daughter. Waving in acknowledgement, Rory picked Jessie up and walked over to join their group.
After they ate, Robbie and Tessie went to walk by the lake and Libby and Jessie dozed into the exhausted sleep of happy children. Rory smiled contentedly and leaned against the huge oak tree behind them. Subtly Tristan leaned back beside her and looped his arm around her slender shoulders. She made no sign of wanting him to remove it. In fact, she snuggled closer to him and joined his daughters in the land of Morpheous.
Looking at her, he thought she'd never looked more beautiful. The past 7 years without her seemed to be shrouded in darkness, except for the advent of his daughters, and now, everything was bright and alive again. He knew the day she left that he needed her more than air, more than life itself.
And there was no way in Hell he was letting her leave him again. His daughters needed a mother, and he needed the love of his life.
"Ok, but only for a few minutes. Then, we have to eat. Your dad and Robbie are probably about to faint from hunger," Rory conceded, walking over to the little girl. As she pushed the swing, Rory studied her. Jessie – and Libby- both looked amazingly like Tristan. Both had his blonde hair (only in curls) and velvety blue eyes. His sculptured features were softened on his daughters, but his mischievous, impish smile was duplicated or tripled, in this case, in his daughters.
"Hey, you two, its time to eat!" Tristan called from where he, Robbie, Tessie and Libby had just finished setting up the picnic. He couldn't help grinning at Rory playing with his daughter. Waving in acknowledgement, Rory picked Jessie up and walked over to join their group.
After they ate, Robbie and Tessie went to walk by the lake and Libby and Jessie dozed into the exhausted sleep of happy children. Rory smiled contentedly and leaned against the huge oak tree behind them. Subtly Tristan leaned back beside her and looped his arm around her slender shoulders. She made no sign of wanting him to remove it. In fact, she snuggled closer to him and joined his daughters in the land of Morpheous.
Looking at her, he thought she'd never looked more beautiful. The past 7 years without her seemed to be shrouded in darkness, except for the advent of his daughters, and now, everything was bright and alive again. He knew the day she left that he needed her more than air, more than life itself.
And there was no way in Hell he was letting her leave him again. His daughters needed a mother, and he needed the love of his life.