Langston laughed and he shook his head. “Baby, they don’t belong to you!” He teased. “You can’t keep stealing babies, no matter how cute they are. We need to take her back.”
"I think all the babies should belong to me," he frowned, looking at the baby in his arms that looked back at him with shiny eyes. "At least I can keep you. You're my favourite baby," he giggled and kissed his boyfriend's forehead.














