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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 smile,

Because I love it.

And we wait…

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

Happy!

I say, laughing and sitting up as Roger

stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take

think we just named

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 we closed the doors

to the owner of the bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I curled further

elaborate dinner he

in baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the

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 was just…so natural, and so easy. Just Roger and I

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

do this again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow after we’ve packed and locked up.

it sweep through me. “Maybe

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

stomach. “But, considering that this little

eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said

break into a grin.

eager. “And I’m going to enjoy the process very much,

I say, laughing and rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just

arm around my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m

my car door for me. “Or,

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

would be her dream,” 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

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