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.

then Roger passes another name down

Because I love it.

And we wait…

Roger and I gasp at the same time as

Happy!

my god,” I say, laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast into

just -” he stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in

just

on that beach almost until the sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket

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 up in bed, deciding

insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner

bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d do. And

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 was just…so natural, and

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

close outside

me, let it sweep through me. “Maybe not

me another little peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will

stomach. “But, considering that this little

his eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said that night on the

break into a

I’m going to enjoy

my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll

for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll barely have to lift

cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or,

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

closing my door behind me as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids and as

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