BLA
...s room that was so similar to her daddy’s. Uncle Trip had put these little buttons everywhere T’Lin needed to go so she could get there by herself. As the door opened to her mother’s room, T’Lin stopped. To her surprise, there was her daddy, and her mommy, having a love-in without her. She had never seen her parents together without her in the middle, and daddy sure seemed intent on tickling mommy. Deciding to join the fun, T’Lin climbed up on the bed. “Me too!” she giggled as she climbed onto the bed. Jonathan froze as his daughter’s voice filtered through his brain. That and her small body crawling over his back were the equivalent of a cold shower. He nearly groaned, as he buried his face in T’Pol’s neck. She too had been shocked out of their amorous mood and had stiffened beneath him, her arms coming up automatically to hold the blanket in place. After taking a moment, Jona...