Page 75 of Mine to Love
“You sound upset.”
“No, babe. Not at all. Just confused. Scared. And maybe a little freaked out.”
“Well, it turns out our birth control failed like two months ago and the doctor pressed my belly and was like, hmmm, feels like your uterus has expanded. Let’s take a look and holy shit, there’s a baby in there.” She pushed to a sitting position and kissed his lips. “Turns out you have super sperm to go with your other superpowers.”
“I guess so.” He bent over and lifted the picture, running his finger over the image. “I’m sorry, but our baby looks like a blob.”
“Yeah, that’s what I said.” She bit down on her fingernail.
He cocked his head. “What am I missing?”
“I’m actually feeling okay. I mean, I was a little queasy this morning, but that was a ruse so I could get you alone while the rest of your family sneaks into the house for a little congratulations party.”
Miles arched a brow. “Your dad, Gabriel, and even Stephanie already knew? My mother knows?”
“Everyone knows.” She covered his mouth. “But only because when I was walking out of the pharmacy with a handful of prenatal vitamins, I ran into your mom, Trinity, Bryn, and Shelby. It’s impossible to lie to those people. Next thing I knew, we were having a party.”
He cupped her face. “As long as we don’t let my mother name our kid, it’s all good.”
“About that.” She pursed her lips. “I have some ideas about names and before your mom, or anyone else for that matter, even starts, I want you to hear my ideas.”
“I’m barely wrapping my brain around being a dad, and you want me to commit to names?”
“Just hear me out.”
“All right. Lay them on me.”
“If it’s a boy, I want to name him Harvey Kirkland Kirby.” She lifted her finger. “Before you go shooting it down. Gabriel’s never going to have children so my father’s never going to have his name carried on. This way he can. And while Kirk isn’t my dad in any way that matters, biology does mean something. And he’s been incredibly understanding about all of this. Also, knowing that his and Sandra’s divorce had nothing to do with me was such a relief.”
“Are you done?”
She nodded.
Miles couldn’t love his wife anymore if he tried. “I love the name. It works for me. Now, what if it’s a girl?”
“This one I’m afraid you might not be on board with, but I want you to consider that it’s important to me because this person has been so incredible to Gabriel. And she was the one who?—”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Miles smacked his forehead. “You seriously want to name a girl Rebecca after my mother? Do you have any idea how that’s going to play out?”
“I know how your mom can get, but she’s been incredible to me.” Liberty held his hand over her stomach.
How could he say no to that? “And the middle name?”
“You can choose that.”
“If you leave it up to me, her name will be Rebecca Francis Kirby.” Miles chuckled.
“Why Francis?”
“That’s what I named my first car.”
“Oh my God.” She cupped his face. “Rebecca Francis it is.”
“My mother’s going to hate that because she despised that vehicle.” Miles pulled back the covers and climbed in next to his wife. “It was a beat-up old Gremlin. Puke green and I was so freaking proud of it. First car I restored to its original glory. Took me five months, but I had her purring like a kitten.”
“What happened to her?”
Miles shook his head. “She’s still in my shop. No way would I ever part with my first love.”
