#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.

Roger passes another name down the bond, and

Because I love it.

And we wait…

both Roger and I gasp at the same time as we feel the baby

Happy!

as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast into

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

just named

up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to

up in the early afternoon to the owner of the bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we

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

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

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

again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the

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

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

“But, considering that this little guy is coming

considering what the goddess said

break into a grin. “You’re

bunch more,” he nods, eager. “And I’m

” You just make

for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to

as he opens my car door for me.

tiny luggage into

the car, closing my door behind me as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids and as many nieces and nephews as we can pass over to

half serious and grinning at me as

I say, smiling down at him and stroking my

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