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Dimitri sighed and wiped his eyes. "Alright, kiddo. Good and changed and all that good shit." He smiled and turned to walk out out of the room just in time to see Rebeca walking towards him. He grinned and leaned in to give her a kiss. "It was a war zone in there, but he's all cleaned up, now."
"After? Dina, the restaurants will all be closed by the time we get to them." He shook his head and reached over to ring the bell. "You are a very good and attentive mother, Dina." he said, rubbing her back while he waited for the door to be answered. "No one will ever be able to tell you otherwise."
A shock of nerves flew through Dimitri's stomach when he heard the doorbell. He smiled and gently transferred the baby over into Rebeca's arms. "I'll get it." he said with a smile, kissing her again before rushing off to the front of the house. He glanced down at himself to make sure he was fully clothed and nodded. Shoes, socks, pants, shirt, suspenders...sure his shirt sleeves were rolled up, but his mom would understand. Right? He opened the door and smiled. <Come in!> he said happily, stepping aside so they could. <I'm glad you came.> he said, holding his arms out to his mother for a much needed hug.
"After? Dina, the restaurants will all be closed by the time we get to them." He shook his head and reached over to ring the bell. "You are a very good and attentive mother, Dina." he said, rubbing her back while he waited for the door to be answered. "No one will ever be able to tell you otherwise."
A shock of nerves flew through Dimitri's stomach when he heard the doorbell. He smiled and gently transferred the baby over into Rebeca's arms. "I'll get it." he said with a smile, kissing her again before rushing off to the front of the house. He glanced down at himself to make sure he was fully clothed and nodded. Shoes, socks, pants, shirt, suspenders...sure his shirt sleeves were rolled up, but his mom would understand. Right? He opened the door and smiled. <Come in!> he said happily, stepping aside so they could. <I'm glad you came.> he said, holding his arms out to his mother for a much needed hug.