"Are you kidding?" Svetlana sat down on the bed next to Peter and his daughters, and her fingers joined Rasputina's in his hair. "You are her present. The best one there could be." A grin stole across her features. "Though I have no doubt you're going to shower her with gifts once you're out of here, anyway."
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Date: 2009-11-01 11:28 am (UTC)From: