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

Because I love it.

And we wait…

the same time as we

Happy!

and sitting up as Roger snatches me

me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my

we just

I 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 we closed the doors and slept for hours and ignored the whole

up in the early afternoon 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

meals in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made.

surviving on whatever 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.

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

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

outside

him kiss me, let it sweep through

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 that this little guy

eyebrows raising. “And considering what

into a grin. “You’re thinking

more,” he nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy the process very much, Cora

a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll grow

the car. ” Nah, I’m going

opens my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off

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

into his seat. “Ella, loaded up

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