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“What is wrong with it?” The incredulous look on his face almost made me crack.
“It’s not Bale, that’s what’s wrong…why are you laughing?”
The emotional arrival, the flood of memories, and the shocked look on his face threw me into a fit of giggles, knocking me off my knees onto the blanket.
“You were fucking with me?” He ran his hand over his face and through his hair. “You think that shit is funny?”
“Aw, don’t be mad,” I soothed. “You’re cute when you’re having a meltdown.”
“I was not. I…” He stopped and grinned. “Okay, that was good. You got me.”
Stretching my arms above my head, I returned his smile. “It feels good to be the victor.”
“And would the victor like a congratulatory kiss?”
I patted my stomach. “It’s the least you could do.” Leaning over, I caught his hands snaking around his back. Fistfuls of strawberries squeezed tightly in his hands, turning his palms full of red mush and juice. “What the…”
“Oh, yes. It’s the very least I could do.” He pinned me down, pressing his hands against the sides of my face. Strong fingers tangled through my hair until the sticky liquid rolled down my temple.
“You did not just do that!”
“You know,” he said, licking his palm, “you’re right. It does feel good to be the victor.”
“Fuck that.” Pushing him over, I dipped into the bucket. Grabbing my own handful of berries, I squeezed them over the top of his head and down the front of his shirt. “You looked hungry. I thought I’d help.”
A wicked gleam hooded his eyes. “That’s it, you’re going down.” He lunged, and I narrowly moved out of his reach. With both of us armed with handfuls of fresh ammunition, we collided as berries buried into hair, mouths, ears, and crevices I’d be digging seeds out of for days.
After the last strawberry had been annihilated, we fell onto the blanket. Laughing, I lifted a hand and pulled a clump of red mush out of my hair. “You know I’d never do that, don’t you?”
“Do what?”
“Not give the baby your name. That never entered my mind.”
He nodded against the fabric of the blanket. “I surprised myself at how crazy it made me.”
“Julian, just because my name isn’t Bale doesn’t mean I don’t want the baby’s to be.” He had to know that wasn’t where my head or heart had ever gone.
His face lost all humor. “What if it was?” A serious gleam reflected in his eyes. “Right now.”
