Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 429

o the baby and I grip his hand, and we both wait… But nothing.

“The baby doesn’t like the name Matthew,” I whisper, laughing a little. “Well, it was just a starter,” Roger murmurs, grinning at me again. “You try one.” “All right,” I say, leaning my head back and taking a deep breath. And then I pass a name down, trying… Oliver.

“Oliver!?” Roger bursts out in disgust and I gasp, glaring at him.

“You are biasing our son!” I accuse, sitting up to smack him. “I said nothing when you said stupid Matthew!” “Matty is a cute name “he protests, laughing and blocking my blow. “Oliver is the name of a sickly Victorian child who wants more gruel -” I growl and lay back, taking a deep breath and gathering myself. “Well, let’s see what the baby thinks,” I murmur, sending Roger another glare. And then I try again, whispering Oliver? down the bond. But nothing comes back.

“Good baby,” Roger murmurs, kissing my stomach again and making me laugh.

“Don’t let her call you that. It’s terrible.” “Okay okay,” I say, taking a deep breath. “Let’s try one more.” “I’ll pick it?” Roger asks.

“Sure,” I reply, relaxing. “But this time, pick one you really, really like. One that you’d actually want him to be called – your favorite.” “Okay,” he murmurs.

And then Roger passes another name down the bond, and I smile, because… Because I love it.

And we wait… And then both Roger and I gasp at the same time as we feel the baby respond.

Happy!

laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me to

I take his face in my

just named

the sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket

bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could

sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well,

brought us every day in baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to

much, but it made us

in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went swim and laid out in the sun.

second day, we knew we had to get back – because as much as we like each other, we

sweep through me. “Maybe not next week. But soon.” He nods, giving me another little peck,

very much, Cora – ” “Oh, sure,” I say, laughing and rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just

our tiny luggage into the trunk

and as many nieces and nephews as we can pass over to her to raise? She’d be in heaven.” “Sounds like a deal,” he says, half serious and grinning at me as he buckles his belt and starts the

him and stroking my belly

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