She was remembering the old days, too... the way his lips would find her neck, her cheek, her shoulder even... she shivered just faintly in his arms at the memory, keeping her eyes pressed shut.
"Yeah... Daisy and I were thinking of flower names for if it's a girl. You know, because it's a tradition and all." Her hand was resting on his stomach, and it would be so easy to just let it slip under the hem of his shirt and find his skin... She swallowed hard. "Lily, because you know that's my favorite flower. Poppy, or maybe Orchid? Maybe not. I didn't really think about boys, honestly... Maybe Desmond, after your Da."