#Chapter 428 – 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.

passes another name down

Because I love it.

And we wait…

I gasp at the same time as we feel

Happy!

say, laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast into his

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

think we just

beach almost until the sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where

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

and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook.

every day in baskets and 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,

we napped, and went swim and

to get back – because as much as we like each other, we like our lives

outside the

me, let 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, looking

a hand on my stomach. “But, considering

Roger says, his eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said that night

break into a grin. “You’re

thinking a bunch more,” he nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy the process very much, Cora

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

Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see.

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

luggage

as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded

deal,” he says, half serious and grinning at me as he buckles his

him and stroking my belly

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