04-08-2017, 05:05 PM
Philippe had on him the huge bookworm glasses he reserved for in the house. He had some last minute work to xomplete, and even though he usually didnt need glasses, he preferred them at night. Looking up, he took the glasses off to focus on Reese. "Yea Fiona's gone. Oliver's asleep already? That's fast. Must be a mild story tonight. I could barely hear his giggle." He hesitated before adding. "Which actually isnt your style at all..... is something bugging you tonight?" The concern was clear in his voice. Reese usually make up great stories so it took almost twice as long for the baby to settle and get to sleep usually.
