Ezra sat on the couch in the living room of their suite, Red perched on the armrest beside him while Olivia reclined on the sofa across from them.
It had been a day since Olivia had woken up and while she'd been insisting that she was fine, Ezra didn't even let her leave his sight. He'd rather have himself waste away protecting her than have her die before the new life growing in her belly is brought into the world.
He had to admit that since he'd heard that the child would be a son, he'd been going through possible names. He can't have his kid bearing names that just won't cut it.
"What are you thinking about?" Red broke the silence between them, staring at Ezra's face with a smile.
"It must have shown on my face, huh?" Ezra chuckled.
"Of course." Red laughed. "That smile is what I call your 'baby' smile. You only use it when you're thinking about our newcomer."
"Well, you caught me." Ezra admitted. "I was actually thinking about—"
