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Elijah came out of the bathroom a little while later |
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"What's up?" he asks casually |
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"Just playing with our boy" She said, tickling Ethan as he giggled. "He still hasn't said anything to me, so apperantly you're the favorite." She joked |
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Elijah smiles, "Is that right?" he chuckles, opening his hand for Ethan to high five, seeing if the little infant would. "We could always work on another child... maybe our next one will favor you" he offers with a wink |
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Ethan reached out and grabbed onto Elijah's fingers, not understanding. "Yeah" Dakota said, frowning slightly as she passed Ethan to her husband and walking out of the living room |
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Elijah takes Ethan, cradling him to his chest. "My boy" he says bouncing him a bit. When Dakota walked away, Elijah got up. "What's wrong?" he asks |
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"Nothings wrong." She muttered, folding the laundry |
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"Nothings wrong." She muttered, folding the laundry |
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Elijah wraps an arm around her, "Love, tell me, please" he begs |
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