It had been the strangest, most horrible, magical, and wonderful night of his Robert Philip's life and one he would never forget. The awe of it all wasn't even doused por the hours of questioning from the NYPD as he tried to explain that he didn't know anything about the 30 foot dragon that had taken him hostage. And really he didn't, he knew about as much as any of the spectators at the ball, of course it took time to convince the police of that. That's why he was just now arriving home, just before 5:30 in the morning. Robert unlocked the door to his apartment, still surprised that after being dangled a hundred stories in the air in the pouring rain he hadn't lost his wallet or his keys, he held the door open for Giselle to follow. He immediately woke up the baby-sitter who had been dosing of on the couch; she had been prepared to stay all night taking care of morgan as per Nancy's instructions. He almost felt guilty for waking her up and asking her to leave at that time; almost but not quite, the sun was rising and he didn't live in a bad neighborhood and he knew she lived just a couple of buildings away. It took the girl almost no time at all to fully wake up and gather her things to leave, before letting Robert know that morgan was asleep in her room and had finished all her homework. If the young baby-sitter was at all fazed, por Roberts arrival when he wasn't expected until tomorrow, por the beautiful redhead trailing behind him though she knew he had left with his long time girlfriend, Nancy, or por their disheveled appearance, she never showed it.

After Morgan's baby-sitter had left Robert turned to face Giselle, looked into her beautiful blue eyes and tilted her chin up with his index finger as he lowered his face to hers for a gentle kiss which she returned.

"Are you okay?" Robert asked as soon as the kiss ended.

"Oh yes, I'm excellent," Giselle replied with a dreamy expression in her eyes, "I'm just tired," she said as she tried to stifle a small yawn.

"It's been quite a night, hasn't it?"

"It has," Giselle replied trying to stifle another yawn.

"Come on," Robert said as he took Giselle's hand and guided her to his room.

Once inside Giselle sat on Robert's cama as he looked through his drawers for a some clean pajamas for both him and Giselle. He picked out a white and blue pinstriped set that he never wore for Giselle and settled on his very well worn pair of navy sweatpants and a gray v-neck t-shirt for himself.

"Here Giselle, you can wear this to sleep in tonight."

"Thank you, Robert," she replied in that sweet voice that only Giselle could manage without sounding cynical.

Maybe it was the late hour, maybe Robert was mais tired than he realized or maybe he simply assumed that she would go into the bathroom to change but for whatever reason without even thinking he started to change into his sleepwear right there in front of Giselle. Robert was in complete zombie mode, he didn't even stop to think until he had already changed into his sweats and was slipping his t-shirt up over his head. It was only when he pulled his t-shirt down into place that he noticed that Giselle had apparently followed in his example and was changing on the other side of his bed. She had already removed the her dress and was wearing the pajama bottoms, she didn't bother to unbutton the over sized camisa and was instead sliding it over her head. He realized that there was no logical way to wear a bra with that dress and in any case if she had it was surely off por now. So he just stared at her chest like pubescent teenage boy for the precious few segundos before she pulled the pajama camisa into place.

When she was done dressing she stood there with a satisfied smile like a child who had just successfully tied his own shoes for the first time and the most innocent look as if she hadn't just flashed him. What's mais he was sure that she too probably saw him in nothing but his boxers but of course that didn't faze Giselle; nothing short of giant dragons, poisoned apples and maybe the idea of the loved ones being away from each other seemed to affect her cheery demeanor. Robert stood there and marveled at this amazing woman who he'd only begun to know. Then he saw as Giselle began to pick up the clothes they had just taken off.

"Giselle, honey, what are you doing?" Giselle didn't answer and just stared, smiling happily at Robert. He looked back at her confused, "what?"

"That's the first time you've called me honey."

"Yeah, I guess it is," he said now with a goofy smile of his own. "Don't you like it?"

"I like it very much actually."

"Good." Robert said as he stared into the eyes the woman that was so jovially staring into his.

Robert wondered what was happening to him. He was a cynical, hard edged New Yorker and three days with this woman had turned him into a mushy romantic, just imagine what a lifetime could do.

"So, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm taking our clothes to the drier. They're still damp." Giselle stated in a very matter of fact way and Robert couldn't help but chuckle.

"Giselle, just leave till morning, it's late."

"But it is morning, Robert. Very early in the morning in fact, the sun just came up."

"Well, for those of us who haven't slept it is very, very late," Robert said as he started to turn down the covers and climb into bed.

Giselle agreed without any words, she just simply set the clothes down in a neat pile and climbed into cama seguinte to Robert, unlike earlier when she undressed this did not surprise him at all. It seems that as soon as they'd walked past the apartment door there was an unspoken agreement that they wanted sleep in the same cama and each others arms as they slept. How they would deal with tomorrow night, what they would say to morgan when she woke up, how their new lives where going to play out, how anything at all was going to work now would be left for a later time, at this very moment none of it seemed mais important than holding Giselle in his arms.

Giselle laid close to Robert with her arm across his torso and her head lying on his chest as Robert hugged her to his body and rested his chin on topo, início her head.

"I amor you, Robert."

"I amor you too, good night."

"Good night, I hope you have pleasant dreams," and with that they both drifted off into some well deserved slumber.


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Was there an earthquake? It felt like it, it felt like the whole room was moving. He finally realized that it was not an earthquake, that someone had been jumping on his bed. Robert reluctantly opened his eyes, it seemed like only few minutos had passed since he drifted to sleep but looking at the alarm clock on his night stand he noticed that it was 9:37am. When he snapped out of his sleep induced confusion he noticed morgan trying to gently shake Giselle awake, it was the first time since they met that he had woken up before Giselle. A sudden panic attacked as he began to think what possible ramifications it could have on his daughter to see a woman in her father's bed, it was the reason he had never let Nancy spend the night. Just then Giselle woke up, obviously still very sleepy gave a small yawn followed por a sweet smile.

"Good morning, Morgan."

"Giselle you're here, you didn't go away," with that morgan wrapped her little arms around Giselle's neck and snuggle into her when she felt Giselle hug her back.

After witnessing that scene all of Robert's worry disappeared. If morgan even understood what it implied to find a woman in a man's cama she certainly didn't seem to care or at least not care about this particular redhead. In fact she seemed quite content and almost relieved to find her there.

"Oh my, morgan aren't you going to be late for school." Giselle asked with a worried expression.

"No, today is Saturday," morgan giggled, "there's no school on Saturday, well except for karate."

"Which you should be getting ready for," Robert interrupted.

"Okay, daddy," morgan said as she sprinted of the cama and towards her room.

Once morgan left Robert turned to Giselle, tucked a lose strand behind her ear and let his had linger the nape of her neck with his fingers lightly enrolados in her hair. With her lips slighted parted she slowly leaned in and gave him a lingering kiss then she stared up at him through her eyelashes and in her sweet melodic voice she said, "good morning, Robert," and then scooted out of cama and left the room. Was she deliberately trying to seduce him or was she completely oblivious to what she was doing to him? Either way that simple gesture and those routine words made possibly one of the sexiest moments of his life.

morgan was dressed in the karate uniform sitting at the cozinha mesa, tabela enjoying the breakfast Giselle had made for her. Robert had been getting ready in his room when he heard the chuveiro stop, he saw Giselle pause shortly outside the bathroom door and he wondered if she would get dressed in his room today , he was slightly disappointed when he saw her head straight towards Morgan's room. However, he couldn't help but chuckle and feel sorry for Morgan's sheets or whatever she had in her mind to attack today for the purpose of fashion. He joined morgan and began drinking his coffee as he waited for Giselle to be finished with whatever whimsical dress she was planning for today. Robert nearly choked on his coffee when only a few minutos later she emerged wearing a pair of dark washed skinny jeans, a pêssego umpire waist blusa with matching apartamentos and her hair up in a ponytail.

"You made jeans? How the hell did you make jeans?" Robert asked in shock.

"She didn't make them we bought them yesterday, when we went shopping for her ball gown." morgan interjected.

The ball gown? He hadn't even wondered where it came from, he simply assumed that she had made it like every other dress she had worn. Then a sudden realization dawned on him.

"Morgan, where did you get the money to go shopping?"

"We used your credit card," the little girl stated matter-of-factly.

"You what?" Robert was trying hard to remain calm as he headed to Morgan's room to see how much shopping they had actually done.

"Oh yes Robert, it's a magical card that you can use to buy things and you don't have to pay, oh it is wonderful." Giselle began to denunciar excitedly as Robert stared in awe at the dozen or so shopping bags that lined the floor of Morgan's room.

"Morgan, didn't I tell you that the credit card was only for emergencies?" Robert said in the most neutral voice he could manage.

"But this was an emergency, daddy," she stated simply as her defense.

"You and I are going to talk later young lady." Robert looked at her sharply knowing the young girl was little too wise for her age.

Robert simply stood there for a while, how did the two of them even manage to carry all of these bags por themselves? Logically he knew that he was going to have to take Giselle shopping soon, they would eventually run out of curtains and sheet but he was planning to be a little mais sensible about it. He was a successful, well paid attorney and knew he could probably afford this but looking around at the sheer quantity of it and later the recognizable names on the bags he wasn't really all that sure that he could. In either case he would have to have a long talk later with morgan about what qualified as an emergency and with Giselle about… well a lot of things really.

"Robert, are you very angry at us?" Giselle asked timidly.

"I don't know yet, we'll see when the bill comes. Come on, we should get going or we're going to be late."


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After taking a cab to Morgan's karate class, Giselle and Robert walked hand in hand to Washington Square Park sitting on a bench near the water fountain.

"Robert is this a date?"

"Yes, Giselle, this is a date," he answered gently.

"Good," she said with a big, bright, excited smile.

"Good," Robert repeated.

"Robert I want to ask you something." Giselle said almost shyly.

"Well that's what dates are for."

"Right," she smiled. "Yesterday when morgan and I were shopping she said that boys were only after one thing. What thing is that Robert?" If Robert had been drinking he would've he was sure it would've all come spraying out of his mouth at that moment.

"How did this come up, exactly?"

"Well, morgan said that I shouldn't wear too much make up because it would give boys the wrong idea and then she mentioned that they were only after one thing." Robert had to smile a little imagining the conversation, it sounded just like his precocious daughter to say something like that. "Well, what is it?" Giselle asked impatiently.

"Well…uh." Was this really happening? Was he about to explain sex to full grown woman? Judging por her expectant look it seems as if he was.

"Ok I can do this," he took a deep breath an continued. "Giselle do you know where bebês come from?"

"Well of course I do silly." She seemed quite confident in her statement but this was the woman who thought the chuveiro was magical.

"Can you tell me?" She looked at him as if he just grown a segundo head.

"You have Morgan, I'm sure you know." When it became obvious that Robert was not satisfied with that response she looked down to the ground avoiding his gaze and blushing furiously as she tried to answer his question. "Well… um… a man and woman, they, um… get into cama and then… oh Robert please don't make me say it." Robert laughed out loud, it was the first time he'd seen her so flustered and he found it very amusing. It seems she did know after all.

"It's ok, I wont. I just needed to make sure you knew." He said reassuringly.

"Is that it then? What they're after?" Giselle asked looking up at Robert.

"Yes," Robert hoped in vain that this conversation would end.

"All boys?"

"Yes. No! Most. Some!" Giselle giggled a bit as Robert stumbled through his response.

"Well, which is it?"

"Some boys are like that."

"Are you like that?"

"I, uh," Robert honestly didn't know how to answer that question. "You ask very complicated question, did you know that?"

"No, I didn't," Giselle answered earnestly. "Is that a bad thing?" she asked as if she truly expected him to tell her it was.

Robert took a deep breath. He'd known he had to deal with this sooner or later and he supposed he'd it was better to deal with it sooner rather than later. Robert got up from the bench and gestured for Giselle to do the same, he took her hand and guided her out of the park.

"Are you hungry? I'm hungry and I know this great place near here."

"Robert?"

"I know Giselle, I promise to answer all of your questions. I'm just hungry."

"Oh, well then I'm hungry too." She smiled and Robert smiled back at her.