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.

down

Because I love it.

And we wait…

I gasp at the same time as we

Happy!

my god,” I say, laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me to

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

we just

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

so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I curled further up in bed, deciding that I

all my meals in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread

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. And honestly, the baby never did

as 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 so easy. Just Roger and I simply together,

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

murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow after we’ve packed and locked up. “Next

laugh and let him kiss me, let it sweep through me.

before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will

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

what the goddess said

break into a

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

eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You

we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll

opens my car door for me.

asks, loading our tiny luggage

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 kids and as many nieces and nephews as we can pass over to her to

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