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.

Roger passes another name down

Because I love it.

And we wait…

at the same time as

Happy!

and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me

I take his face in my hands and kiss

think we just named the

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 slept for hours and ignored the

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

on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never

sending messages to the baby when he was

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

day, we knew we had to get back

again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside

him kiss me, let it sweep through me. “Maybe not next

nods, giving me another little peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger murmurs, looking

stomach. “But, considering that this little guy is coming along?

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

into a grin. “You’re

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

I say, laughing and rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll grow them,

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, we can just pass them all off on Ella,” I say,

into that?” Roger asks, loading our tiny luggage into

be her dream,” 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

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