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Post by Gene Wasek on Aug 20, 2013 16:54:29 GMT -5
"Okay." I reply, shrugging before sitting down in a chair and pushing my orange hair out of my face. "I love you, too." I say earnestly, grinning as Christa kissed my forehead. I wrap my arms around her waist after she sat down on mylap and I happily press my lips to her cheek.I couldn't believe that I was actually a dad now, or that I was engaged. To someone as gorgeous as Christa, no less. "Wanna go?" I ask, pulling back to smile at her.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Aug 24, 2013 17:14:03 GMT -5
I smile as he tells me he loves me and look around the hospital room. Jauffre was going to have to be here for a while so I only hoped that I could see my son when I wanted to. When he pulls back to ask if I wanna go, I nod and get up to get my stuff, including the little teddy bear a nurse brought in with Jauffre stitched across it. We were going to have to get his room ready soon so that we could stop worrying about the baby not having whatever he needed.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Sept 2, 2013 13:25:06 GMT -5
"We need to go shopping for baby stuff." I sigh, watching as she picked up the teddy bear. I lace our figners together before opening the door and leading Christa out and down the hall, brushing my orange hair out of my face with my free hand. "You want to get something to eat on the way home? Or want me to cook you something?" I ask, heading over to the nurse's desk to sign a couple things that said Christa could leave. I offer her the pen, looking over at her with a smile.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Sept 2, 2013 14:33:04 GMT -5
I nod when he says we need to shop for baby stuff and look up at him as we walk down the hall. "No, I'm okay. Not really that hungry," I reply as we walk to the nurse's desk. My eyes rove over the paperwork and I huff lightly as he offers me the pen. I sign the designated ares before kissing Gene's cheek with the pen on the papers and leading him outside to the parking lot. "Sorry if you had a long wait," I say, looking down so I didn't have to look at him.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Sept 8, 2013 11:45:18 GMT -5
I grin happily as her lips press to my cheek and I nod to the nurse before turning to lead Christa out into the parking lot and over to where I'd parked. "It wasn't horrible.." I mumble, not wanting her to know how much I'd been worrying, the pacing. I couldn't believe that I hadn't gotten to go with her, to accompany her- it was ridiculous. But, it was all worth it, as long as Christa and Jauffre were okay. "Here we go." I say, opening the passenger side door for her, waiting for her to get in before shutting it and crossing to the driver's side and climbing in before pulling my seat belt over myself.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Sept 14, 2013 15:47:44 GMT -5
He says his wait wasn't horrible and I shrug, deciding to leave out that the nurse had told me that he was nervous. I sit in the car and pull my belt over me after I close the door. A whimper escapes me before he walks in and I lean back the seat, looking at his door. I reach for his hand as he comes in and I smile before sitting up enough to kiss his cheek. I look at my phone as it plays my text tone and smirk slightly when I see it was the guys trying to get to see if Gene wanted to throw a baby shower. I reply saying that we could though it was Chirsta that would be helping. Not Gene.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Sept 14, 2013 17:50:16 GMT -5
I lace our fingers together happily, raising them to kiss the back of her hand before taking it back to start the truck and pull out of the parking spot. "I hate just up and leaving him." I mumble, looking over at Christa out the corner of my eye before reaching a stray hand up to push my orange hair out of my face and slow to a stop at a red light. Soon I start again and pull out onto the freeway to start towards home. It seemed like forever ago when I'd been driving in the opposite direction, to the hospital.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Oct 21, 2013 20:44:40 GMT -5
I smile when he kisses my hand and look away once he speaks. I hated leaving him too but there wasn't really anything we could do to keep him with us. My head falls to Gene's arm and I sigh lightly before watching as he drove. "Hopefully we can get him soon; I don't want to leave our baby in a hospital for long," I say, shrugging before closing my eyes. Honestly, I was terrified to sleep; staying on life support does that to a person.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Oct 22, 2013 15:57:07 GMT -5
"Me neither.." I agree softly before taking an exit ramp to head back towards the apartment. My thoughts are focused on Jaufre so the drive goes by quickly and soon I'm pulling into a parking space, cutting the engine. I climb out and wait for Christa, lacing our figners together as she rounds the hood of the vehicle. "So. food?" I ask, not quite remembering if we had talked about this or not.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Nov 17, 2013 18:29:56 GMT -5
We are at the apartments soon and I get up before smiling when our fingers lace. He asks about food and I look at my stomach and shrug. "Why not?" I ask. While we were driving to the parking place, I saw Rid and Att's car so I already knew they were here. My lips meet his hand before leading him up the stairs and opening the door after unlocking it. We're first met by Sam who tugs on my pant leg before barking at a crashing sound in the back.
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