Chapter Seventeen: Baby Names

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I sat alone in the library reading a book. My stomach was getting bigger and bigger as the days go by.

My cravings were going crazy. Chicken and honey. Beans and oatmeal. Chocolate a fruit. Actually the last one is pretty good.

"There you are my love." Lazaras said.

He bent down and kissed me before kissing my stomach. I flinched because it tickled. My stomach fluttered and I smiled knowingly.

Also his parents have been coming every weekend spoiling me and their unborn grandchild.

The wedding was set for two months before our child is born. I wish I knew what we were having. But then I don't want to know. It will be a marvelous surprise.

"I was thinking about baby names love." He said.

"Yes." I said intrigued.

"Well his name is goi-"

"His name? How do you know that it is going to be a boy. There is always a possibility that it may be a girl." I said.

"My genes produce boys darling." He said.

I felt like there was about to be an argument. Lord knows I didn't want to have one. Not today at least.

"What did you have in mind my king." I asked.

"What did I do?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"When you are upset with me you call me by my title. What did I do now?" He asked.

"I hate when people assume. You are assuming that we are having a boy and what will happen if I have a girl? Will you abandon us. Abandon me. Bring another wife or mistress that can give you a son?" I asked.

"Where is all this coming from. What book is this. A thousand splendid suns. Oh darling. You are letting this mans culture interfere with your brain. I was just being optimistic. If you have a girl I will be just as happy I assure you." He said.

"Okay. I'm sorry what names were you thinking of." I asked.

"Well I was thinking about Lucien. Or Damien. Or maybe lukus. Or Leonardo." He said.

I laughed.

"I like Leonardo." I said.

"I'm sorry I don't think about girl names." He said.

"I have. Katrina. Or Zaria." I smiled.

"I love both of those names. Maybe we can have children all named these names if you know what I mean." He smiled seductively.

"Are you trying to keep me pregnant my love." I asked.

He laughed.

"Never my love"

I kissed him passionately.

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