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 the bond, and

Because I love it.

And we wait…

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

Happy!

Roger snatches me to him, pulling

did we just -” he stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my hands and kiss him, and kiss him, and kiss

just named the

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

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 that I was

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

sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d do. And honestly,

did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went swim and laid out in the

get back – because as much as we like

yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow after we’ve packed and

me, let it sweep

looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger murmurs, looking fondly

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

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

a grin. “You’re thinking

I’m going to enjoy the process very much,

a little bit. ” You just

” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll

my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off on Ella,” I say, giving

our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to the

seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids and as

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