A few moments later, Leila pulled back, satisfied as she ran a finger across her lips. "Feel better, love?"

She nodded, settling back onto the couch.

I stroked her hair away from the side of her face, watching her, mesmerized by her beauty. "Leila, what would you like to name the baby?"

She opened her eyes. "My grandmother's names were Celeste and Sirena." She shrugged. "Maybe we could choose one of their names?"

"What was your mother's name?" I asked, ...