#Chapter 429 – Names

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.

And then Roger passes another name down the bond, and I smile, because…

Because I love it.

And we wait…

Roger and I gasp at the same

Happy!

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

we did we just -” he stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take

just named the

sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the

the bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to

for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger,

that, surviving on whatever the landlord brought us every day in baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages

the day as we napped, and went swim and laid out

get back – because as

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

it

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

“But, considering that this little guy is coming

considering what the goddess said that night on

break into a grin. “You’re

I’m going to enjoy the process very much, Cora

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

I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll barely have to lift

door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all

loading our tiny luggage into

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

and grinning at me as he buckles his belt and

him and stroking my belly fondly. “We’re

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