Snippet #2193680

Once Zane was full asleep she gently placed the two year old down on the bed, covering him once more with a blanket. Leeandra continued to rub his back, assuring him even in sleep that his mother was with him. She turned his head slowly as she heard the sound of their bedroom door being opened. "Leeandra?" A soft voice asked. A blond eyebrow raised in suspicion as, who Leenarda assumed, Belle moved into the room.

"I'm, uh, Annabelle. People call me Belle, though. I guess we haven't really met." It was easy for Lee to see the tension in the younger woman; the chewing on the cheek, the soft tone of her voice. "I just think...you should talk to him. He's definitely an a-...He's definitely a jerk sometimes, but he's a good person. To me, he's like a really annoying older brother. The kind that you hate, but you know will have your back if something gets really bad?" She sighed, standing up slowly and moving her way closer to Belle.

She gestured for the girl to leave the room before following her out, taking one last look at her son to make sure he was still alright, before following her out once more. "Look kid," she began with a rather tired tone to her voice. "I know what you're trying to do. He's a friend and from what I can tell after your little speech, I know he's somewhat important to you. I can respect you trying to convince me but...I have a child and I know men like Chris. He's handsome, he's got money, and above all else, he's arrogant. I just can't bring men like that home, especially because of my son." The older woman placed a hand on Belle's shoulder, taking a few steps with her down the small hallway.

"I'm tired Belle, had a long night at work so," Once more Lee began walking, pulling the younger girl along with her. "I am going to finish my laundry, try and scarf down something edible that's left in our fridge, and then I am going to bed because when you're a mom you'll understand that trying to find the time to sleep is almost impossible when you have a baby." They reached the living room by the end of her statement and so Lee gestured towards the modest couch they had before taking her leave and making her way back down to the basement to do what she had said she was going to do.