"That you do, Ms. Prower.. That you do.."
He tapped her nose with his thumb, pulling her in for a more firm kiss. "And I do admire officers who follow their orders.."
He very gently leaned himself, and by extension them, up, very carefully lifting Lindsay up in his arms and setting her down on the other end of the couch. He pulled one of the blankets from the back of the couch, laying it over her before gently taking Nicole's hand.
He chuckled lightly, smirking. "Thank god she's got over a decade..."
"Goes quicker thank you think.. was just yesterday it seems I was celebrating my 16th birthday.. now I'm old, 24 years, sheesh.." She kept a good hold on him, gently squeezing his hand as he took hers. "Let's just hope if she decides to follow her parents, she's not so into making everyone under her command do PT." She chucked, resting her head against him.
"Oh..?"
He very swiftly reached down, swooping his arms behind her back and legs and lifting her up like a damsel in distress. "What's wrong with a little PT every now and then.. hmm?"
He slowly started to move towards the other room, keeping his voice low so as to not wake the young one.
"You are so lucky I can't scream at you right now.." She rested her head against his chest as she was carried away by the man. "Every now and again.. nothing.. but you do it a bit more." She too kept her voice down, not that she had a reason for being loud, aside from being suddenly lifted up, again.
"Well, you know me hon.. I love my PT.."
He entered the side room, placing her down on the mattress and giving her a light nose tap before moving towards the light switch. "But you know what my favorite kind of PT is..?"
