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“I always loved my dad’s mother’s name, but it’s longer than I’d like.”
“What is it?”
“Emmeline.”
“That’s pretty, but I agree we’d never call her that.”
“Right?” I say with a laugh. “And I refuse to be one of those parents who names their kid one thing but has an intention to call them something else. It’s weird.”
“Agreed. But playing off that, hypothetically, if we chose Emmeline, what would be the name we shortened it to? We could use that.”
“Oh, I like that idea. I hadn’t come up with a specific nickname for it though.”
“Emma, Lina, Linnie, Emily, Emme, Emmie—”
“Emmie. Oh my gosh. My grandpa died when I was pretty young, but I just remembered he used to call my grandma that. She died when I was twelve, and she was the best. She absolutely adored my mom.” Emotion creeps into my throat. “Kind of how your mom is with me.”
“Emmie Mae,” he says, and my heart flies out of my chest.
“I love that. It’s perfect.” I rub my hand over my stomach. “It’s her.”
Miles leans down and runs his hand over my stomach, talking to our girl. “How do you feel about that? Is your name Emmie Mae?” Her kick is instantaneous, and he laughs. “Well, I think it’s decided.”
My heart is light, filled with joy that seemed impossible a week ago. Everything is in a fragile balance right now, but the more I find joy in these happy moments, the less fragile they seem. I like that feeling.
“What are we going to do about a last name?” he asks.
My eyes widen. I don’t really want to use Davis because I hope one day Miles and I will be married, and I may take his name. Davis-Hyun-Hansen would be a mouthful. I’m not against Hyun-Hansen, but I don’t know.
“I think that’s tomorrow’s problem,” I say with a laugh.
“Agreed, baby mama. I’m exhausted. Bed?”
“Bed.”
He stands and pulls me up, then gives me a kiss so tender, I swear it heals the little cracks in my heart. When he lifts his lips away, he stares down at me like he’s the luckiest man alive.
He might be.
But I’m the luckiest girl in the world. Actually, that’s our daughter. Emmie.
As I follow him to the bedroom, his hand wrapped around mine, I’m hit with a wave of intense joy and gratitude.
A year ago, I couldn’t have imagined my life going this way, but now I simply can’t imagine another future. This is where I’m supposed to be. With Miles and our daughter. Our little family.
I can’t wait to meet you, Emmie Mae.
Chapter three
Pretty Fucking Awesome
Amelia
“Mm, this smells perfect. Thank you,” I say to Kara as she sets some homemade hot chocolate in front of me.
“Of course. I’m glad to steal you for a little while.”
“It’s been good for me to take a few days off.” We rescheduled our baby appointment for this morning, so I took today off as well. I’ll check in at work later, and I have a couple things I want to do for AB Construction, but taking some time to breathe has been important. I take a sip of the hot chocolate and groan in happiness. Miles would be going crazy if he were here. “Mm, that’s so good.”
