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“Seriously, I’d want her to be a miniature version of you. Plus, I’d get to be the most important man in her life for a long time and a giant asshole to any man who tried to date her.”

I propped my chin up as a thought crossed my mind. “What about a boy?”

“What about him?”

“So, you’re a double standard type dad, huh? If he’s a man-whore, he’s a stud?”

Julian folded his hands behind his head and grinned. “Princess, I don’t make the rules, I just abide by them. Cletus will be king among chicks.”

“Julian, we were joking about the name.”

“Well, let’s just ask the baby, shall we?” Tightening his hands around me, he dropped his lips to my belly. “So, Little Bale, what do you think about Cletus? Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

“Do you really think it’s going to answer you? I mean, you’re just trying…” The rest of the sentence caught in my throat as I looked up at Julian with wide eyes. “Oh god! Did you…”

“Feel that?” he finished for me.

One look into his eyes centered me. “I think it just answered you.” I waited and got rewarded with another jab.

“Jesus, that was fucking amazing. I mean, shit, I didn’t mean to say fuck. I mean damn it, I said shit too. God, this parenting thing is hard.” The confused look on his face, coupled with the irritation at his fondness for the F-bomb, had my explosive laughter shaking my entire upper body until it infected him too. We collapsed as hysterical laughter consumed us until we couldn’t breathe. “Whatever the gender, Phoebe, I want it to have your heart, your ambition, and most definitely your snarkism.”

“Snarkism isn’t a word, Julian.”

“I rest my case,” he muttered as we both drifted back to sleep.

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