The guys peered at the baby. “Nah, he doesn’t,” Theo replied.
“What about something badass like Gunner or Gage?” Grayson suggested.
“Don’t cuss in front of him,” I chastised.
“Your name just happens to start with a G, huh?” Bennett mused.
At the mention of G, the perfect name hit me. “Griffin,” I murmured.
“What?” Theo asked.
I smiled up at them. “Griffin is dad’s first name. Even though he doesn’t go by it, we could still name him after my dad.”
“Griff Whitlock sounds pretty cool,” Theo said with a smile.
Bennett rubbed the baby’s cheek with his thumb. “He looks like a Griffin.”
With a grin, Grayson said, “Hey, it starts with a G, so it’s good for me.”
“You seriously didn’t just rhyme that,” Theo groaned.
“Is now when I mention that Griffin was also a popular Tudor name?” I teasingly said.
That statement brought a groan from all the guys. “Okay, I promise not to suggest a Tudor middle name.”
Theo winked at me. “Really? And I was about to suggest Henry.”
“Griffin Henry Whitlock does have a nice ring to it,” I replied with a grin.
“You want to give our son a middle name for a misogynistic tyrant?” Bennett challenged.
“You have a point.”
“Actually, my dad’s middle name is Henry,” Grayson spoke up.
“It is?” I questioned.
At his nod, I smiled. “I’d say your dad’s been amazingly supportive of the four of us, and I know he’s going to make a wonderful and loving grandfather..”
As Bennett nodded, Theo said, “I would be honored to have my son named for him.”
“Me too,” Bennett added.
Tears shimmered in Grayson’s eyes. “You guys are going to make his day, month, and year if you give him his middle name.”
As I stared down at my son, I said, “You’ve got two smart, strong, and kind namesakes to live up to, little man.”
“And three fathers who desperately want to hold him,” Bennett said with a smile.
“But who gets to hold him first?”
“I’d suggest a coin toss, but that doesn’t work for the three of us,” Theo suggested.
“Paper, rock, scissors?” Grayson offered with a grin.
“I think we should go in alphabetical order of our names,” Bennett said.
Theo rolled his eyes. “Of course you do.”