By Ganymede. Copyright Introduction, legal issues, in appreciation, why donating to NIFTY is worth buying goose grease, and list of characters:. If past behavior was any indication, he had fifteen minutes before she got out, likely longer.
It was plenty of time, yet he was still nervous, more so this morning—she was grumpy after staying up past midnight. Either now, or tomorrow Even with the steady drone of morning traffic in Paddington, he kept his voice low; however, a car horn three floors down was so loud, he was sure it drowned out his whisper.
He was about to repeat his customary wake-up call when there was movement under the crisp white sheet on the adjacent bed. A small very-tousled head snuggled into the pillow. Then, a soft mellow murmur. Daniil J. Stirling giggled. He giggled every morning, always at about the same time. Bruce raised his head, listening just in case. The closed bathroom door offered assurance, no guarantee. Relieved as much as pleased by the constant hum from the shower, he stretched and settled back. Can I get in bed with you?
Snuggles and showers with his father were in the same category as back rubs and needing his teddy bear to fall asleep.
Another infectious giggle from under the bedcovers before Daniil lowered his voice. Snuggle and shower, only. Daniil flung back the sheet and scrambled up. He jumped from one bed to the other, preposterous in fleecy Paddington Bear pajamas. The blue top was a duffel coat with oversized toggles. His brown pants had red-flannel Wellington boots sewn on. His father brought him down with a playful tug, sprawling on top. Daniil raised up, slim arms extended, grinning down at his father.
