Evie, Darling
Alvaro woke up from his 'Genevieve' trance and looked back at his wife, focusing.
"What-what should I name them?" she asked, her eyes not meeting his. She was so shy.
"Whatever you want, mi querida." [My darling] he answered, "They're your pets, after all."
Her brows furrowed, her lips forming a pout. If only he could taste her.
"But they're yours, too." her whisper was so quiet he almost didn't catch it. "It-it has to be special."
Alvaro didn't answer right away. He was thinking of an answer that would please his young wife.
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