A New Home Ella A few days later, after Sinclair and I have had some time to dwell and consult and decide, we invite Roger and Cora over to our little house early one morning.

We’re both standing out front waiting for them, Rafe all dressed up in blue and white in my arms.

I grin down at my baby, so pleased to finally be back home, to be able todresshim in all of the clothes I ordered for him during my long weeks of bedrest.

This kid has an amazing wardrobe already, but of course he wasn’t able to wear it – and heartbreakingly grew out of some of it during our time away in the bunker.

“He’s getting really big,” I murmur to Sinclair, shifting my baby higher in my arm.

“Theyouin him is starting to come out.” Sinclair grins and looks down at the baby.

“He’ll be six feet in no time.

My little linebacker.” “Better not be,” I grumble, but I’m unable to help from smiling down at my little cutie.

“He needs to stay my little beachball baby for awhile yet.

At least another sixteen years.

” “Don’t count on it,” Sinclair sighs.

“I got my growth spurt early.

He’ll be taller than you by fourth grade.” “No,” I gasp, spinning to look up at him in horror.

My mate just shrugs, laughing at me and implying that it’s inevitable, but then he lifts his chin towards the driveway where Roger’s car is pulling in.

I take a deep breath as I turn to watch them, and then I consider something out loud.

” Do you know,” I say, “I’ve never actually seen Roger’s apartment.” They’ve been staying there for the past few days, Cora happy to abandon her own rather bland apartment.

“You’re better off,” Sinclair replies, raising his eyebrows.

“Bachelor city.” “Neon signs?” I ask, wrinkling my nose.

( Collection of commemorative beer glasses?” “Everything you’re imagining,” Sinclair sighs, sinking his hands into his pockets as Cora and Roger park and climb out of their car, and worse.” “Barf,” I murmur, and then I look back down at my baby again.

“Don’t worry, Rafey.

We’ll never let you live like that.” “Hi!” Cora says cheerfully, coming over to us and kissing me on the cheek before snatching Rafe out of my arms, cooing to her godson and saying hello.

“What, nothing for me?” Sinclair says, grinning – while he’s clearly pleased that she, like us, loves the baby so much, he’s not turning away the opportunity to tease her.

while Roger likewise kisses me on the cheek and gives his

there breakfast?” Roger

“Cora can’t cook.

her shoulder, dancing away a little

Sinclair says, laughing and nodding towards the open door behind

“Come on in.

see what you think.” “Really?” Roger asks as the three of us troupe in together, Cora following

he looks around the living

says, his

guys you really worked fast with some changes,” “Do you like them?” I ask

at the antique Audubon bird prints that we’ve used

“It’s so…simple, and chic.

me with both love

good at this stuff,

I could do this.” “It’s a gift,” I say, laughing as I throw

And then I grab her hand and pull her and the baby

Roger and Sinclair

the stair lift,” Cora murmurs, laughing a

say as we reach the top of

has likewise been totally redone in a thousand shades of white, beige, and

the cozy white fur rug,

god,” she sighs, stepping

the

better accommodate two people’s

stepping into the room and looking around with what I can only think of

down

I have to admit,” he says, turning back

room did.” Sinclair just shrugs, a little smirk

as she peeks into the closet – which now has a chandelier, a station for jewelry, and a full-length mirror…but no clothing in it, not

is this empty?” She turns back to the room as

His changing table – his bassinet -” And I squeal

Sinclair repeats, “that it was time for

gasps, putting it all together faster than his

he moans, stumbling back a step and looking around

in particular, on the painting that we placed above the

rest of the room – but

-” ” What?” Cora asks again, coming to

into the palace, Cora,”

want…we did all of this for you.” “What!?” she gasps, apparently unable to think of any other

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