She laughed. “So what are we naming him, then?” she asked. “We didn’t decide?” “Not that I remember.” I closed my eyes, shaking my head. God, I had no idea. Nothing old, please. And nothing biblical. Oh, and nothing unisex. Like Peyton, Leighton, or Drayton. “Any ideas?” she asked. But I just leaned her back into the wall and held her close. “Tomorrow,” I said. Right now I was more interested in climbing into bed with her and sleeping for as long as we could. The name wasn’t important. He had my hair, and tomorrow, maybe I’d get to see if he had her eyes. If he had mine, then I guess nothing
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