Cora

Matthew? Roger tries, passing the name down the line to 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.

Roger passes another name down the bond, and I

Because I love it.

And we wait…

both Roger and I gasp at the same time as we feel

Happy!

as Roger snatches me to him, pulling

thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my hands and kiss him,

just named

stayed on that beach almost until the sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where

a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I curled further up

the couch for the elaborate dinner he

the landlord 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 see what he’d do. And honestly, the baby never did much, but it made us laugh

a great deal of that as well. But honestly, it blurred in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went swim

to get back – because as much as we like each other, we like

yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the

it sweep

nods, giving me another little peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let

“But, considering that

his eyebrows raising. “And considering what the

a grin. “You’re thinking

thinking a bunch more,” he nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy the

sure,” I say, laughing and rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll grow them, and carry

car. ” Nah, I’m going to be

standing on my toes to kiss his cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or, we

be into that?” Roger asks, loading our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to

Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids

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