"Well I’m sorry I don’t have a tail."
Henri Bellmont
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x❤ “Just look at you. You’re so strong, so handsome, so sweet.” Danni was using her gentlest, most appreciative tone, her eyes soft as she ran her hands down over her beloved’s face. His eyes lit up in response, turning his cheek to nuzzle a bit against her palm.
“Oh yes, such a sweet boy. There’s not a finer lad in all the land. And not a single woman in all the land who can love you as I do.” Completely in love, Danni pressed a kiss to his nose, ran her hands down his back.
Across the room, Henri could swear he felt his eye twitching. In absolute ecstasy in Danni’s loving hands, Samson gave a yip of delight, assaulting Danni with eager puppy kisses. Laughing helplessly, Danni lifted the pup in the air, her smile blooming as he licked at her cheeks.
"You’ll spoil him if you keep carrying on like that." He spoke in what he considered to be a calm, reasonable tone, but one that had Danni glancing over sharply, cradling the pup and covering his ears as though hearing such things would devastate him.
“It will not. And if it does, well, everyone needs a bit of spoiling now and then. It won’t make him any less of a man.” She sent him a narrow-eyed warning glance, uncovering the pup’s ears as he nuzzled at her stomach. Shrugging with no little amount of annoyance, Henri turned his attention back to the morning paper. Really, did she have to carry on with the damnable pup first thing in the morning? The sun had barely risen. She and the pup should’ve both been sprawled on the bed fast asleep, not filling the house with barks and laughter. It wasn’t that he didn’t want her happy, of course. He just didn’t want her so very happy with another man.
As soon as the thought passed through his mind, Henri froze, blinked, stared at the pup from over the top of his paper. At the moment, the little bundle of fur was doing his best to burrow under his fiancée’s shirt, so that only his butt and eagerly wagging tail were visible. Was he really competing with…that? Of course not. He was far more mature than that. As if he’d get jealous just because…
“Hah! There you are, little one. Good job.The pup had succeeded in his journey, his head popping up out of her collar with a yip of satisfaction. With a laugh, she looked lovingly down at young Samson while he licked adoringly at her chin. Henri gave brief thought to skinning the thing and making her a set of earmuffs from the fur.
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