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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 I

Because I love it.

And we wait…

at the same time as we

Happy!

and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him,

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

just

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

early afternoon to the owner of the bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and

for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook.

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 much, but

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, away from

it was wonderful. But after the second day, we knew we had to get back – because as much as

do this again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow

let it sweep

before looking around. “I really like this place.

stomach. “But, considering

eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said that

a grin. “You’re thinking

nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy the process very

rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just

around my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll barely

my car door for me.

our tiny luggage into the

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

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