#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.

name down the bond,

Because I love it.

And we wait…

at the same time

Happy!

laughing and sitting up as Roger

elated, I take his face

just

up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where we

woke up in the early afternoon to the owner of the bungalow 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 I

me eat all my meals in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned

in baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake

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

But after the second day, we knew we had to get back – because as much as we like each other, we like our

yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow after

it sweep through me. “Maybe not next week.

this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger murmurs, looking

stomach. “But,

what the goddess

into a grin.

he nods, eager. “And I’m

him away a little bit. ” You

an arm around my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be

on my toes to kiss his cheek as he opens my car door for me.

that?” Roger asks, loading our tiny luggage

his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of

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

at him and stroking my belly fondly. “We’re lucky.

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