I knew what the culprit was and decided it was time to fess up. “I’m pretty sure it has a little something to do with that see through nighty I wore on your birthday and a playful pretend pole dance on the bedpost if you’ll think back for a minute.”
He scrunched his forehead in concentration and broke into a smile as he recalled the events of the night. “You think that was when she happened?”
“I’m positive that’s when she happened,” I assured him.
He looked back at her and said, “She’s the best birthday present I’ve ever been given.” He turned back to me to kiss my lips, then said, “Thank you.”
I smiled as I stroked her back and asked, “Did we decide on Finley?”
“Finley Elizabeth Boone.” He said it out loud, like he was test driving it. “Yeah, I love it.”
He leaned over and whispered in Finley’s ear, “But I think I’ll stick with Princess. It seems to suit you better.”