Page 43 of Until Forever


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“That better?” he asked, chuckling.

“Don’t you dare laugh,” Jenna argued. “You did this to me.”

“Damn right, I did,” Talon said, the scruff of his beard tickling her ear.

Jenna relaxed with a sigh, and the satisfaction of having his woman, growing with his child and settled in his arms for the night, slid through Talon and settled somewhere low and deep. It was a satisfaction he’d never expected.

Talon caressed a hand over Jenna’s ever-expending belly just in time to feel a kick. “Football player,” Talon whispered. “Linebacker.”

“He might be in the band,” Jenna giggled.

“He can be the front man of the chess club,” Talon teased. “Doesn’t matter what he’s into. Just want my baby and his mama to be healthy.”

“Thought of anymore names?” Jenna asked.

It was a conversation they’d had a thousand times, all with the same result.

“I’ve lived in a motorcycle club for the past twenty-five years. All the names I come up with arenotsomething the kid’s gonna want on his birth certificate.”

“We could go with Trustin, and he could be a junior,” Jenna said, and Talon heard the excitement in her voice. “Your name is actually pretty fantastic. Sounds like a senator. Or maybe a bestselling author.”

Talon grimaced against her hair, “Sounds like an Ivey League brat. Nah, this kid’s gotta have good nickname potential.”

“Says the man they call Talon,” Jenna laughed.

“Whatcha trying to say?” Talon teased, his hand keeping up the steady caress that had become their nighttime ritual.

Jenna shrugged, “Just that his name doesn’t really matter as much as what he answers to.”

Talon lay in bed, holding his whole world in his hands, and thought about that, turning Jenna’s words over in his mind. Deciding exactly how they fit into his experience and all the different ways they could play out for his son.

“True,” he said.

Jenna elbowed Talon in the ribs and grinned, “Glad we can agree on something.”

“No, I mean what I want him to answer to. True. I want him to always know his truth, and I want him to stand up for it.”

Jenna looked back over her shoulder, “You want to name our son True?”

“We don’t have to if you don’t like it,” Talon backed off.

“I love it!” Jenna squealed. Her butt wriggled against him in a little happy dance.

Talon grinned into Jenna’s hair, “Me too.”

Big green eyes turned up to him, “We just named our baby.”

Talon gathered her even closer, settling his palm over the sweet baby bump that seemed to get bigger by the day, “Yeah, we did.”

Jenna stroked fingers over one of his hands, “Now, what else is on your mind?”

Talon sighed.

Jenna giggled.

“How’d you know?” Talon asked.

“Every time I bring up naming the baby, you duck and dodge and change the subject. This time, you actually thought about it and had a real answer with real emotion behind it, which indicates that you’re chewing on something else.”

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