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Post by William Blake on Mar 20, 2011 7:50:18 GMT -5
There was no way Will was ever going to be able thank Rose fully for this. She had quite literally answered his and Natalie's prayers, arranged for both the girls and little Jay to be taken care of by her and Natalie's Mum, respectively, then shipped Will and Natalie off to a luxurious modern cabin in the Lake District in England. After dosing themselves with sleeping pills and saying good night, the pair had both conked out for the longest sleep they'd probably both had in their lives.
Groping for his watch, Will managed to open his eyes far enough to make out the date and time, and almost laughed when he did so. Thirty six hours of sleep. A whole day and a half. From the moment they'd arrived at the cabin in the evening through to this morning. Just sleeping. And Will had to admit, despite the grogginess that came with over sleeping, his body was telling him that it was feeling much better.
His eyes slowly drifted open properly, and he rubbed a hand over his face, feeling the amassed amount of hair there. A shave was most definitely in order. But first... he turned over from his position facing the wall, propped himself up on his elbow, and looked down at his lovely wife. He wasn't sure why, but he felt like he'd been missing her these past few months. With having the girls around, Jay wailing his head off at all hours of the night, and the increased work load, he barely saw Natalie. The most interaction they had in a day was deciding who would get up this time to feed their son.
But right now, all he could hear was a blissful silence. Letting a deep sigh blow from his lips, he leaned over to kiss Natalie on her neck, before quietly rolling out of bed, and making his way into the bathroom. Bye bye, beardie.
Facial hair erased, dark rings gone, bed head present, Will looked like about five years younger. No longer the haggard chief engineer living in bedlam, but the bright young man who had the most amazing partner, and wonderful children safe at home. Speaking of his partner, he got to spend a whole week with her alone. Well, six days now. A grin spread across his face, regardless.
Hopping not so subtly back into the bed, he wove a strong arm around Natalie's tiny waist, burying his face in her hair. "Love you, Mrs, Blake."
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