#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…

both Roger and I gasp at the same time as

Happy!

as Roger snatches

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

just named the

I stayed on that beach almost until the sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and

food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get

sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread of sandwiches and warmed soup and crackers he made was delicious,

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

honestly, it blurred in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and

to get back – because as much as we like each

pulling me close outside the little bungalow after we’ve

it sweep through

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

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

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

a grin. “You’re thinking

“And I’m going to enjoy the process very much,

away a little bit. ” You just

shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going

say, standing on my toes to kiss his cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or, we can just

asks, loading our tiny luggage

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

like a deal,” he says, half serious and grinning at me as he buckles his belt and starts the

stroking my belly fondly. “We’re

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