Baxtor nods and smiles wide âThat sounds perfect, eggnogâ get a fire going, itâll be cozy just you me and the kidsâ he chuckles, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb, referring to their pets as the kids, he bites his lip and parks âReady?âÂ
{âȘ}â-;;Â Â Â Â Â Though, the mentions of children makes her heart cease in her chest, Annaliese still smiles, laughing quietly. "I'm assuming you mean Angus and Van, and not that you're expecting me to pop out a few infants before the holidays." Dear god, she hoped not. As soon as they parked, Annaliese tenses. She hasn't really been out with Baxtor yet, unless anyone counted the bar. "Ready." She said with a smile, letting go of his hand, she climbed out of the passenger side, shutting the door behind her. "You know, you've never really talked about your mom. Other than .." Her throat goes dry as she catches herself, titling her head at her boyfriend. "How often do you see her?"











