~He had been able to get a little more sleep, but the stirring of his wife and the loss of her warmth against him when she slipped out of bed had woken him up fully. He watches as she moves off to the adjoining bathroom, a smile on his lips at the sight of her figure, which she took such good care of. When he lost sight of her with her disappearing into the bathroom he stood from bed and stretches with a groan, his bare chest tensing and flexing with the stretch, showing that, he too, took care of his own body - in fact he was beginning to think that maybe he spent too much time at the gym after his long work days rather than returning to the family.<br/><br/>He considers going into the bathroom to be sweet with his wife, but Diane didn't exactly enjoy being bothered when she was making herself look beautiful or going through her morning ritual. Instead darren moves to the back balcony of the room he shares with his wife, leaving the glass door open so she could find him if she wanted to. He leans upon the railing, his loose fitting cotton pajama pants rippling in the ocean's breeze as he gazes down with a smile to watch his kids and Emma enjoy the pool.~