Post by Ryder James Crowe on Sept 3, 2013 10:25:30 GMT -5
Chey knew her older brother better than anyone else in the world. Even something as simple as the damaged hunter inviting the young woman over to the 'cave' where he'd been hiding since the death of his baby's mother was a huge deal. He needed this just as much as he needed help. This ordinary. This non confrontational, no-drama, non-lecture quality time with his best girls.
"Thanks Chey." Ryder leaned down to kiss the baby's crown before grabbing a beer from the pack and heading down the short hallway to his tiny bedroom-bath combo. Ryder didn't bother closing the door behind him. Wasn't like they hadn't shared a room when they were growing up.
He twisted the top off the brew and took a long swallow before setting it on his dresser and peeling the damp tee-shirt over his head. He tossed the shirt towards a laundry hamper but missed, snorting quietly in indifference.
"Hey...you still like that movie Finding Nemo? I think I have the DVD somewhere around here."
Ryder addressed his sister as he tugged his jeans off his hips and legs and flung them over to join the dirty tee on the floor.
Going through a pile of somewhat clean clothes on the end of the bed Ry found a pair of holey jeans and a gray tee that wasn't as wrinkled as the others.
He pulled on the jeans, grabbed his beer, and was pulling the tee-shirt over his tawny head when he went back out to the small living room.
Glancing around, a half smile turned up the corners of Ryder's mouth when he found Chevrolet putting a diaper on his baby girl.
"You're good at that. But I guess it hasn't been that long since you were wearing them..."
Well, well, well...what was this? A glimpse at the easy-going Ryder still hiding somewhere behind the leather and lost eyes?
He snorted quietly and then lost the grin, quickly hiding it behind a long pull from the beer bottle.