Darren stared outside the door with their bags. He looked back to Chris and then at the house. It was in one piece from the outside. He couldn’t believe it, okay he could but he had missed the kids. Each and every one of them for a different reason. He looked back to Chris then at his stomach questionably, knowing he wasn’t going to be able to tell for awhile. He wanted to stay in Italy forever, he was pretty sure he hadn’t had that much sex since before any of the kids were born when they’d have sex marathons.
He finally sighed and hooked Chris’ arm with his own as he led them both up to the door. Darren put his ear to it then looked back at Chris with a grin. “If we run now I don’t think they’ll know we’e home cause there’s no screaming” he teased before opening the door. “Where are my babies at?” he called out as he lugged in the remaining bags.