<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/rabidferret_1973/Personal%20Photos/Roleplaying/Professor1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gideon Miller<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Parking Lot<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Kellie Miller, Annabelle Miller, Alex Miller<br/><br/>Gideon reached a hand out and patted Annabelle’s hand, giving her a reassuring smile.  Leaning over, he kissed her softly, letting his lips linger for a moment and only pulling away an inch after that.  “It’ll be alright, Belle,” he said, looking into her eyes.  He knew his darling wife was nervous but he would never let anything happen to her, to any of his family.  His strong hand reached out to brush the back of his knuckles across her cheek and brush her long, silken hair back over her shoulder.  Glancing over at his children, he gave his wife a small pat on her lovely behind as she moved to be with them, knowing they needed their mother’s reassuring presence as much as he did.<br/><br/>A smirk was on his lips as he grabbed some of the bags before shutting up the SUV, figuring he’d come back for the rest.  He had to laugh as they walked and the girls talked, glancing over at Alex.  “If you start talking about my sexy boots I will have to put you in a headlock.”  He gave the boy a playful punch in the side of his arm followed by a wink.<br/><br/>“And you too,” he said, turning around and pausing.  “You could never lose your touch with me, baby.”  He reached up and cupped her cheek as he kissed her hard against the lips, letting his tongue slip into her mouth and joust playfully with hers.  His lips sucked hard on hers as he pulled away, finally breaking away with a small slurp.  “But I’m happy to let you try and touch whatever you want.”<br/><br/>“And you,” he said, leaning over to his daughter.  His hand wrapped around her hip and pulled her close for a moment, fingers just caressing the curve of her behind.  He gave her a small peck on the lips just in case things were not fully on the up and up, though his eyes said he wanted to do more.  “You look wonderfully in those sandals.  Your legs may be getting a good workout but I don’t think you’ll need them either.”  He gave his son a sideways glance as he spoke knowing he’d gladly help keep the promise, before starting back down the path.<br/>