Gastien: From Dream to Destiny: A Caddy Rowland Historical Family SagaDrama (The Gastien Series Book 2) by Caddy Rowland

Author:Caddy Rowland [Rowland, Caddy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CFR Publishing
Published: 2013-09-30T23:00:00+00:00

IX

Gastien sat next to her on the chaise, running his hand over her stomach. All of a sudden, his hand froze. His eyes got huge.

“Sophie! He’s moving! He’s moving!” he cried.

Sophie laughed gently. “Oui, it certainly is. I told you it has been moving off and on. It just would not happen when you were around. I think you were being teased.”

Gastien laughed happily. “He is kicking against my hand! I think he is telling me that he wants you to quit calling him ‘it’.”

“But we don’t know if he is a he!”

“Sophie, I know. Just…please! Call him a ‘he’. Don’t insult him! He does not like being called an ‘it’.”

She brushed Gastien’s hair out of his eyes. “Darling, ok. I will stop calling him an ‘it’. But if he is a girl, she will give you a good dressing down for calling her a boy all these months.”

“It is a boy. A man knows those things,” he said smugly.

Sophie burst out laughing. “Oh, please. Some women say they do, which seems more reasonable since the baby is in them, but the man? What could you know about its sex?”

“I know what took hold in there. I just think I gave you all boy stuff,” he said proudly.

She messed up his hair. “Fine, whatever you need to feel like an expert. All boy stuff! What happened with Nath, then?”

“I don’t always give out all boy stuff, just sometimes,” he said stubbornly.

“And what do you want to name this boy of yours?”

Gastien thought a minute. “I don’t want to name him after me, or anyone else in either family. I want him to stand on his own.”

He thought some more and then said, “I really like the name Tristan. You don’t hear it much. How about Tristan Michel, to honor Mic?”

It was Sophie’s turn to think. Saying the name softly a few times, she said, “You are right. It is a wonderful name! Tristan Michel it will be – unless he decides to be a she. Then I would like Camille Marguerite after both of our mothers. All right?”

“Sure. But it will be Tristan Michel. Oh, and he will not inherit your height! He will be tall, like me,” teased Gastien.

“I hope so. I hope he is at least average. My brothers are, so there is more hope.”

“He will have your wild hair and eyes.”

“Non! He may have my curls, but your hair and eye coloring. I hope the baby has your huge eyes and beautiful mouth.”

“Come give that beautiful mouth a kiss,” suggested Gastien.

After kissing and cuddling awhile, Gastien asked, “When are we going to need to stop making love? I don’t want to hurt you or the baby.”

“Oh, not for awhile yet, but we should be gentle. You are large and I am small. There is no need to assault your son with that sword of yours.”

He gathered her in his arms and stood. “Let me give you an example of how gentle my sword can be,” he promised softly in her ear.

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