"I love you, Ewan," I whisper, my voice hoarse after screaming. For a few moments after orgasm, I remain quiet. My heart beats loud and my breath is ragged. But I need to make sure we didn't wake the twins up. Have to make sure.

All is quiet in the apartment, though, and I'd like to believe the twins are fast asleep. Once he slips out, once we catch our breaths and become rooted in reality again, I'll find my own robe and we'll go and visit them. My babies. Oh, only a few days and I've missed them terribly.

"Homecomings are absolutely amazing," I continue a moment later, feet sliding down his sides as my head takes up a resting position on his shoulder. "But I'm still not convinced it was worth the time apart from my family."