Page 45 of The Light to My Darkness (The Light to My Darkness 1)

"I was just in the mood for it."

"You, Mrs. Hunter, are officially a New Yorker."

"I am not. I'm a Delawarean." But I smiled at the thought of truly being a New Yorker.

James laughed. "Do you ever want to go back?"

I set my slice of pizza down. "You know, I thought I would. Especially once we had kids. But our whole life is here." I looked into the other room where the kids were bouncing around the room giggling. They were addicted to this game where an elephant shot butterflies out of its nose. They had to run around catching the butterflies in their nets before they hit the ground. It was one of the only things that could entertain all of them for at least an hour, so it was one of my favorite games too. "Suburbia wouldn't really feel like home anymore," I said and turned back to James. "I do wish my parents visited more, though."

"Your mom has been threatening to stay with us for a few weeks after the baby is born. So we'll be seeing plenty of them soon enough."

"Why does the thought of my mother staying here bother you so much? You really don't have to put them up in a hotel every time they visit. We have plenty of room."

He leaned forward slightly. "The thought of your parents hearing us make love doesn't exactly get me going."

I laughed. "We're not going to be having sex after the baby is born. For awhile anyway."

"Don't remind me." He put his chin in his hand and stared at me.

I lifted up my slice of pizza again.

"You know, I wouldn't mind if it was a boy."

I stopped chewing mid-bite. That was the first time James had ever said that. The whole time I was pregnant with Scarlett he insisted it was going to be a girl. And he had been doing the same this time. "Really?"

"I don't know. It might be fun to have another guy in the house. And I could teach him how to throw a football. And hit a baseball." He grabbed the piece of pizza out of my hand and took a bite. "It wouldn't be all bad is what I'm saying."

I couldn't even believe my ears. "You want a boy."

He laughed. "I didn't say that. I said I wouldn't mind if it was a boy."

"No, you totally want a little boy. If it was a boy, what would you want to name him?"

"I don't know."

We hadn't really discussed boy names at all, but I had a list in my head. "What about Rowan?"

James scrunched up his nose.

"Lucas." When he didn't have a reaction, I decided to just start giving him more options. "Noah. Oliver. Elijah. Ryan."

He just stared blankly at me.

"James Junior?"

He laughed. "Absolutely not. Rob Junior is going to be enough juniors."

"Jace?"

"Two J names in the house would be bad. You'd probably yell Jace when you meant to yell James."

I laughed. "I don't make a habit of yelling at you."

"But if you did, it would be a problem."

"How about Liam Hunter?" I held my breath as I waited for his response. Liam was at the very top of my mental list.

"Yeah. Maybe. But it's probably going to be a girl." He leaned forward and put his hand on my stomach. "Isn't that right, Arya?"

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