Dr. Elliot Braxton

“Yeah, well. He needs to lean manners. Or mommy won’t rub his back.” She warned him. She looked at Elliot and smiled It as nice to have him around. He was funny and a good spirit around. She never knew she missed having someone with her like this, until it was presented to her. Once Darren was asleep. Sh lean in and kissed Elliot’s nose tip. “Want to talk a bit?” She whispered.

Elliot snickered quietly and shared a smile with Bree, before his attention drifted back to his son and his heavy eyelids. He watched until he was sure Darren was asleep, watching the rise and fall of his tiny chest. Elliot glanced up just in enough time for Bree to kiss his nose, and he choked back a laugh. He didn't know what to do with this from her, when he was postive she still had a whole lot of reasons to hate her. "Yeah," he murmured, leaning closer to her. "We won't wake him up?"

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Bree: He' just really excited to have you. He'll settle downish over time.

Elliot: I don't care if he never settles down.

Elliot: He's my kind of kid.

Elliot: And it awesome to have someone always that excited to be with you, you know?

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Bree: I can probably get a sitter. But, he'll want to go if you are there.

Elliot: Yeah duh, I always want him around. But I don't think we get any adult stuff talked about cause he's kind of an attention hog.

Elliot: Just like his dad.

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Can’t feel my face. or other regions

“I don;t think that was shampoo. I turned your child’s hair green? “

@dr-elliot

"...no. No you did not cause I would have to kill you because Bree is going to kill me."

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Bree smled as the little boy settled next to his dad. He curled into Elliot’s side and closed his eyes. “Rub my head.” He said, but it was for his mother. She grunted. “Please?“ She teased. She reached over and rubbed his head with her long fingernails. “Sheese. It’s like I never taught him manners.”

Elliot laughed and reached his hand up before he realized that Darren was talking to Bree. He settled his hand back down on Darren's back and eased his head back to the pillow and closed his eyes. "He inherited his manners from his dad," Elliot said, a sleepy haze to his voice. "Don't you kid? You take after your old man."

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Bree: Let's talk about this over dinner?

Elliot: Yeah I can do that.

Elliot: Like...without Darren?

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Bree: I want to give you parental rights.

Elliot: Really?

Elliot: I swear to God Bree, I won't let you down. Won't let Darren down.

Elliot: This is like ten thousand times better feeling than getting into med school.

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Bree: Are you serious about being in his life all the time now?

Elliot: Yeah, I thought that was pretty obvious.

Elliot: I'm kind of super in love with him.

Bree was chewing on her fingernail. She had no idea what to do now. She was happy in this moment, and scared. What did this mean? She probably was overthiking it. They came back into the room. She sighed. “well, maybe we should all go to sleep.” She pet there arms and escorted them to lay down in their tent. “Now, this time let’s all go to sleep.”

Elliot didn't think the power was going to come on again anytime soon and nodded, pursing his lips. He sort of wanted to talk to Bree about everything, but he sensed that now wasn't really the right time. He didn't even know what he would say. "Yeah, sleep is good. You look exhausted, little dude," he said, ruffling Darren's hair as he flopped back down to the floor of their fort and pulled a pillow under his head. "You can totally sleep next to me."

Text [Elliot]

Bree: whats going on with us?

Elliot: You mean the thing where we have a kid together, cause I'm totally onboard.

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Bree touched her lower lip. She smiled at the flavor left of his lips. He still was one of the best kissers. She wondered if it mattered at all for him. He was one to get around. Darren rubbed his eyes and lead him to the bathroom. He had his own toilet seat. He pulled his pants down and sat on the toilet. “You can use that one if you want to. It’s for big boys.” He pointed to the toilet seat beside his dad.

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Elliot followed Darren, holding his hand tightly in one of his, and tried to make sense of what had just happened. His mind was racing and his body definitely wanted to go out there and kiss her again and keep kissing her until other things happened that were no kid friendly. He made himself focus on Darren. And on Bree a little too, because he couldn't fuck around with her. He knew that. It wouldn't be fair. Elliot sighed and aimed the flashlight so Darren could reach the toilet alright. And he did take the opportunity to go himself, so he wouldn't have to worry about it later. "You doing okay, little man?" he asked after a second. "You don't need help with anything?"

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Bree smiled into the kiss and deepened it. She remembered not to get too excited. They had a child between them. She pulled back, taking a deep breath. She cupped his cheek. “I am so glad I taught you how to kiss.” She teased. She rolled on her back and looked at the ceiling. Darren woke up and sat up. He rubbed his eyes. “Daddy?” He whimpered. “Will you take me to the potty?”

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Elliot was feeling a little flushed when Bree finally pulled back, and was glad that it was so dark so he didn't have to worry very much about embarrassing himself. "Oh don't even, I taught you," he said, stroking her cheek one more time with his thumb before letting his hand fall away. He felt a little disappointment as she rolled onto her back but it was for the best. Especially now that Darren was opening his eyes. "Hey little dude," he said softly. "Yeah, I can help with that." He picked up the flashlight. "Lead the way."

Bree wondered where she lost him. He could see he was no longer paying attention. She was probably talking his ear off, when he just wanted to go to sleep. “I am talking too much.” He said, feeling him inche closer. She was about to say goodnight, but he kissed her. Lightening stiked at the same time. She could hear rain hit the roof. She knew it was probably a better idea to pull back and stop this. But, damn did it feel good to be kissed. Elliot’s lips felt the same as before. He was one hell of a kisser too. She kissed back. Enjoying his lips but not taking it farther than kissing

Elliot could see the flash of the lightening even behind his closed eyes, and it felt like kissing Bree had somehow done that, that was what was responsible for what had happened. It felt like that inside too, something bright cutting through him. Maybe it was just remembering who he'd been back in high school, or that he'd finally grown up enough to realize how much things could mean. It was strangely humbling and that stilled him from doing what he usually did and taking it too far. He just barely opened his mouth, keeping the kiss light and sweet, lifting a hand lightly to cup her cheek.