Avenger(9)

When I was finished with my phone calls, Caeden asked, “So…have you thought of any baby names?”

“Yes,” I admitted, looking out the window. I already had plans for a nursery too, but I wasn’t telling him that.

“What do you have in mind?” He asked.

“I don’t want to say,” I groaned, letting my hair fall forward to hide my face.

“Aw, Soph, don’t be like that,” he chuckled. “Tell me.”

“If it’s a girl…I was thinking Lucy…you know, a spin on Gram’s name?”

“That would make Lucinda so happy,” Caeden grinned, reaching for my hand as he drove. “What about for a boy?”

“I was thinking…we should name him Beau…I feel bad that my last name isn’t being carried on since I don’t have any brothers. I thought it would be a way to honor my dad and his middle name could be Roger to honor your dad.”

Caeden was shaking his head and I thought for sure he was about to tell me that Beau was a horrible name. “Beaumont ‘Beau’ Williams…I love it, Sophie,” he grinned. “As for Roger as a middle name…Bryce and I were talking the other day and he said that he wants to use the name Roger when he has a son. I don’t mind, so I told him that was fine.”

“That’s sweet of you.” I wanted to lean over and kiss him, but since he was driving I didn’t think it was a very bright idea to distract him.

“Beau or Lucy,” he repeated the names. “They’re perfect. Honestly.”

“I’m glad you like them,” I smiled, pleased that he loved my choices. I should’ve known though, as mates we had a very similar thought process. Arguing wasn’t typically part of our relationship…except recently with the whole Travis thing. I couldn’t wait to be done with him and watch the light fade from his eyes—disturbing thoughts for a pregnant woman to have, but I’d be damned if I let Travis kill another pack member or do something to put my baby in jeopardy.

I had everything to fight for and everything to lose.

Travis had nothing.

So, in the end, who was the more dangerous one?





Four.

My dad cried when I handed him the sonogram. He was really going to have to stop doing that. This was getting embarrassing.

“Dad? Dad? Daddy! Please, we’re in public. This isn’t a bad thing. Can you please stop crying?” I begged. There was nothing wrong with a man crying, at least in my opinion, but when the man is your dad and he blubbers and blows his nose like a walrus then there is a problem.

“Sophie,” Caeden rubbed my shoulder soothingly. “Let him cry. This is emotional for him.”

“I’m sorry,” my dad sobbed, hiding his face behind a napkin. “I’m happy. I swear. Just give me a minute.”

I scooted out of the booth and went to hug my dad. He held me tight and didn’t let go for several minutes. When he finally did release me, he’d stopped crying and managed to compose himself.

As I sat down, a waitress appeared to take our order.

“I’m going to be a grandpa!” My dad announced to the waitress.

She laughed. “I kinda figured that out.”

I laughed in embarrassment, hiding my face as I gave her my order. We’d barely been here ten minutes and I was already close to bolting out the door. I wasn’t sure how I’d get through this pregnancy with my family.

I was shocked by my dad’s teary reactions to everything. I mean, once upon a time he had been Alpha. You’d think he’d be too…macho for this. But I was his only daughter, so I guessed his reaction was understandable…if a bit funny.

Our moms sat talking to each other and I glanced warily at Caeden. Why did I have a feeling that they were planning the baby’s whole life?

“What is it?” Caeden asked when he noticed my expression.

I nodded my head to our moms sitting across from us. “They look like they’re plotting something?” I hissed.

He chuckled, flicking his dark hair out of his eyes. “They’re probably talking nursery decorations.”

“Great,” I sighed, taking a sip of water.

“Are you okay?” Caeden asked me, his brows furrowing together.

“Just tired, so naturally that makes me cranky,” I frowned. I hadn’t realized pregnancy would be so draining on my body. I wondered if that was normal or just a shifter thing. I felt so sluggish. I didn’t like it.

Our food was brought out and we chatted as we ate. By the time we finished I couldn’t wait to get home and take a nap. I marched straight up the steps and climbed beneath the covers. The dogs snuggled beside me and I was out like a light.