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

Because I love it.

And we wait…

Roger and I gasp at the

Happy!

sitting up as Roger snatches me to him,

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

just

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

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

Roger wouldn’t let me eat 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,

sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d do. And honestly, the baby never did

as we napped, and went swim and laid out in the sun. The entire time it was just…so natural, and so easy. Just Roger

had to get back

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

laugh and let him kiss me, let it sweep through me.

around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let

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

says, his eyebrows raising. “And considering what the

a grin. “You’re

I’m going

him away a little bit. ” You just make

car. ” Nah, I’m

door

tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to

I say, rolling my eyes and sitting down 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 to raise? She’d

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