#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!

up as Roger

take his face in my hands and kiss him, and

we just

our sandy clothes and the blanket and

tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I curled further up in bed, deciding that

in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made.

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 he was awake to

in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped,

we knew we had to get back – because as

Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow after

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

another little peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe

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

“And considering what

into a grin. “You’re thinking

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

bit. ” You just

” Nah, I’m going to be

my toes to kiss his cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off on Ella,” I say, giving a

asks, loading our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to the driver’s

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

half serious and grinning at me as he buckles his belt

know,” I say, smiling down at him and stroking my belly fondly. “We’re lucky. We’ve got

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