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.

name down the bond, and I

Because I love it.

And we wait…

then both Roger and I gasp at the same time

Happy!

up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast into

elated, I take his face in my hands

just

up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where we closed the doors and slept for hours and ignored the whole

door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I curled further up in bed, deciding that

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

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,

sex, obviously 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 and laid out in the sun. The entire time it

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

this again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow

let it sweep through me. “Maybe not next week.

“I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger murmurs,

“But, considering that this little guy is coming along? We’re going to want more

what the goddess said that

a grin. “You’re thinking

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

rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just

an arm around my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very

car door for me.

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

in the car, closing my door behind me as Roger climbs into his 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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