Intimism, Epilogue

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A beam of sun peeked through the blinds and hit Evie’s face, getting her to open her eyes. They fluttered open a couple times. She briefly rolled over to get away from the sun, but a few moments later, a thought hit her, an intense thought, the kind that came with an accompanying push.

Intimism, Chapter 16

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“Hoooo, that’s cold—!” Evie suddenly squeaked out when she felt a burst of cold water hit her butt. While she’d been looking away, Amaya had, one would probably think unsurprisingly, grabbed the shower head and was using it to help clean Evie up.

“Sorry,” Amaya said sheepishly and turned the heat up.

Intimism, Chapter 15

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Evie heard the noise before she opened her eyes. It wasn’t the familiar noise of the door to the bedroom opening. She blinked a couple of times as her eyes opened just to see darkness, not the light, either from the hallway or the light of the bedroom turning on.

She rolled over and almost spilled out of the crib, not realizing that 1) The bars were down. 2) The person that had been between her and the bars when she’d fallen asleep was no longer there. 

Intimism, Chapter 14

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Evie swallowed and scratched her head.

She had to make a decision, about what would happen to herself and what would happen to Amaya. But before that, she had one more thing to consider.

Intimism, Chapter 13

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“Oh, my goodness.”

Evie’s eyes slowly opened as light entered the room. She turned her head and rubbed her eyes a few times. She saw Inara standing over the crib. She looked shocked at what she saw. Evie looked and her mouth hung open and her heart sunk - she had hoped (maybe deluded herself into thinking) she’d succeeded at rolling off of Amaya, but….no. 

Intimism, Chapter 12

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“Mmmph….!”

“Mmmph!!!”

“Mmmm…..”

Evie was spending all of her energy trying to do two things:

1) Stay awake.

2) Move. At all.

Intimism, Chapter 11

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With an unenviable wet squishing noise, Evie sat up, propping herself against the bars of the crib and tried to just…take stock of her current situation.

‘I had that accident pretty much right after I refused to color in that page, just like the other time. And they were….worse accidents than I was having before. She grimaced as she felt herself fidget, her diaper swaying beneath her. That was a bit of an understatement. 

Intimism, Chapter 10

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 “Here we are!”

Inara spoke in a sing-song voice as she returned to Evie and Amaya’s nursery, holding a plastic package in her arms. She tore it open and pulled out its contents, or at least one of its contents. Evie recognized it, or at least she thought she did. The big pink square in Inara’s hand looked similar to the big white squares that, once unfolded, placed under their butts and taped up, became their diapers. But this big pink square was, uh, really big.