“I’m sure we could occupy most of them.” He smirks and runs a hand over my abdomen with his flat palm, and I gape at him in complete horror. He giggles at my reaction, yet I’m still standing open-mouthed in shock that he might intend to have an army of kids. Right now, I’m on one, and one is almost just bearable for now.

“It’s a house to grow into, Emma, and enough room for people to stay over. I’m sure moving out here would mean Sarah and Marcus would want to come and ...