"Always," Joss replied. He was going to adore his little girl. He was the kind of guy who would show up at every softball game or dance recital, sit in the front row, and record it to watch over and over again.
"I haven't! I want to feel!" His touch was gentle as he waited for his daughter to kick again. "I can't wait to meet her. Have you thought of names? You know the only ones I'm going to be able to think of are things like Amelia and Clara and Zoe and Kaylee, right?"