Allison stood over the soundly sleeping Frank for a long moment, smiling down to the fidgeting Robert who smiled up happily. She still couldn't believe the change in direction her life had so suddenly taken. Months without anyone in her life, and now she had a male companion and an infant living under her roof.

Carefully, she lifted the child up into her arms, whispering sweet words while gently bouncing it as she'd so often done with her relatives' infants during their family visits. Allison had never had an interest in becoming a mother herself, despite the joy she'd felt when holding or playing with others' children. It wasn't that she didn't have a motherly instinct. It was simply that she'd already had so much work in her life that she couldn't imagine adding care for a baby to that.

Allison took Robert to the kitchen, fed him some more mashed vegetables she'd prepared earlier in the day, and [i]visited[/i] with him for a while. She talked to Little Bit about the farm's crops and the ranch's stock. She talked about all that her [i]father[/i] had done today to help with both. 

From where she was sitting, Allison could see Frank on the couch. He hadn't moved and seemed soundly asleep still, though with him facing the couch, she couldn't honestly know. She continued socializing with the kid until he started showing signs of needing to sleep. "Time for you to go to bed, Little Bit."

Allison took Robert to the crib, which Frank had moved to the living room but not used, instead keeping the child with him on the couch. She put the baby down, watching him almost immediately close his eyes. Before heading to her own bedroom upstairs, Allison spread a blanket out over Frank, then -- fearing the night might be colder than the previous one -- added a second one to it.

Again, she stood over the top of him a long moment. She'd made a leap inviting him to live here. She knew that. Studying his peaceful and handsome face, then recalling how nice he'd looked as he labored through the day, she tried to imagine what he would have looked like had he shed her grandfather's robe after that first shower. A tingle ran up her spine, and Allison chastised herself silently for wanting to make another leap so quickly in their [i]relationship[/i].

She secured the house as she always did, headed upstairs, and took a quick shower. Running the bar of soap over her bare flesh filled her mind with thoughts of Frank. Drying and slipping into her bed, her hands once again caressed over her form, eventually finding that most erogenous of locations. Minutes later, Allison held a pillow over her face to muffle the joyous sounds as the euphoria of orgasm exploded through her.