Awe:
His lips pursed as he stared down at the soft purple blanket. He had promised no pink. He made damn sure that there wasn't any pink in sight. Tucked in the crook of his left arm was his whole world. He couldn't believe that something that small could mean so much to him. Four hours. Four whole hours old was the new soft bundle. After congratulations and shuffling of doctors and nurses he was finally alone. Alone with his perfect daughter. She had been bathed, clothed, and swaddled in her blanket. Green emeralds twinkled as he studied the new born's features. Her skin was pale which honestly surprised him considering how dark his skin was but then his wife informed him that her skin would darken over the next few days. She was sound asleep her tiny hands balled right underneath her chin. She had perfect lips, that moved slightly in sucking motion as she dreamt. His right arm moved across his chest and stroked her soft head. Leaning down his lips gently brushed her forehead. Taking in her scent made his eyes fill with tears.
"You're so perfect Marie. Mommy and Daddy love you so much." He whispered rocking back and forth.
"Awe, you're crying." came a soft monotone voice. Cocking his head back he noticed that his wife had awaken from her slumber and was smiling brightly at him.
"Rae, we made the most perfect little girl." He whispered walking towards the bed.
She softly chuckled in response to him. He could tell by her worn face that she was still tired, exhausted. He moved to the bed and sat down facing towards Raven. He bend down and kissed her forehead carefully not to disturb the sleeping one in his arms.
"Get some sleep Rae, you need it." He mumbled
"I love you, Garfield Logan."
"I love you most Raven Logan."
