- 22 May 2019, 18:43
Aidan tried not to let Viola’s words affect him much. He knew she could blow hot and cold in an instant. But still... it felt rather good.
And she wasn’t arguing with the name! Had he won?...
Or maybe it was the pain killers she was on...
“They were pissing me off...” said Aidan, glaring at the door. “All my life Nathan had told me what to do because he supposedly knows better. Ciceron doesn’t remember I exist half the time, and you...” Aidan trailed off a moment before saying, “Well you plan to tell me what to wear, how to eat, how to dress, stand, and even make love... so I figure this is one thing I am going to decide.”
He was silent a moment, taking a seat again before saying, “But thank you for not shouting me down...”
Dorian began to squirm a bit, and then make some unhappy noises. Aidan tried bouncing him a bit as he said, “How a out Dorian Greyson Iver. I think Greyson sounds distinguished...”
The baby began to fuss louder.
“Uhm...” said Aidan, looking a bit confused. “Are, uhm... are you going to... breast feed it or, erm... bottle?”
He could easily imagine Viola opting to never breast feed the baby... but... did they even have formula around? Or a bottle?!