Althea smiled and pulled out her tablet from the space.
She had really missed this tablet of hers, which had been borrowed by various experts—most especially by the Engineering team.
Fortunately, Oslo—with the help of other architects and engineers—had basically transcribed most of the e-books they found important to keep a copy of. So, the tablet had just been returned to her hands.
This was another group that became die-hard fans of Althea. Without her, these references would’ve been lost. Even if it was their specialty, who remembered every detail?
A small library was then built in their office containing these transcribed books, among others, and they called it ’Althea’s Nook’.
Anyway, as one of Althea’s hands was buried in Garan’s hair, she took out her tablet from the space and started to choose baby names. It was a weird position, but it relaxed her a lot.
"What do you think we should name our—"
It was just that she felt Garan’s movements turning hotter, his tongue reaching her bra and she gasped when he pulled it up for better access to her breasts.
She gasped and frowned, tapping his head. "Focus!"
Garan nodded, but how could he think straight when his fragrant wife was so tempting?
However, he also knew his wife just wanted his warmth and not to do anything else.
For now, anyway.
He was about to reluctantly let her go when he saw her blushing, her pupils dilated, and her pretty face in a daze. Even her hold of the tablet was already loosened.
He held back a smirk.
His large warm hand slid under her skirt, and she could feel each and she could feel every one of his calluses against her skin.
"H-hey!" She exclaimed, lightly slapping his hand to behave. "The children are a month old! They don’t even have proper names yet!!"
"Their names are already very good." He said, lips tracing kisses along her shoulders, his other hand trailing somewhere more… private.
"Meatball and Pepper? We talked about this! That’s not—Husband…!"
Followed by a moan.
And the figurative curtain fell, covering another round of spring happening behind it.
….
The next morning, they finally decided on the name. But not after a very intimate wake-up call.
She glared at her husband. He was so annoying!
She even almost forgot to take her medicine. She did not want to get pregnant again! Not now.
Ignoring him for the rest of that morning, she took out her tablet to search for names.
"What do you want to name them?"
"If I knew, I wouldn’t be searching, would I?"
Garan was not annoyed with the rude quip. Instead, he smiled and placed kisses on her cheek—which she tried to avoid, though to no avail.
She wanted to nag him but he started to (finally) speak on-topic, "I want the children’s name to remind them of what we want for them—to be safe, to be happy, and to be strong."
She paused, meeting his deep azure eyes, and nodded.
"Hmn."
Garan smiled brightly, and he pulled her under the blanket. freēwebnovel.com
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