Cristina
looked up as Mark entered the small living room of Adaon’s cottage; his blonde
hair was dripping water onto his long sleeved white tee-shirt and the
drawstring of his flannel pyjamas was coming out, trailing longer on one side.
Kieran’s chest vibrated with laughter under her head and shoulders and Mark
walked closer to where the two of them lay. She held her hands up and he pulled
her into a sitting position before sitting down next to her and Kieran
stretched out with his legs over their laps. He grinned at them, the grin only
they get to see.
“Good shower?” Cristina asked Mark as he put his arm around her shoulder and
pulled her closer and she heard him hum in response.
they will be having babies okay? babies, lots and lots of babies, or at least two :D yes, I’m happy
