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.

passes another name down

Because I love it.

And we wait…

and I gasp at the same time

Happy!

and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast

stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my hands and kiss

we just named the

up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where we closed

us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to

all my meals in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread of sandwiches and

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 to

we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went swim and laid out in the

wonderful. But after the second day, we knew we had to get back – because as much

again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside

it

giving me another little peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger

sigh, but then I put a hand on my stomach. “But,

considering what the goddess

break into a grin. “You’re thinking

“And I’m going to enjoy

a little bit. ” You

” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll barely have to lift

kiss his cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off on Ella,” I say, giving

luggage into the trunk

seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids and as many nieces and nephews as we can pass over to her

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