“Lily, then.” Lavender said the name softly, her lips almost touching his neck but not quite. “Lily Violet Finnigan, or Desmond Finnigan. He or she should have their Daddy’s last name, even if we’re not… you know.” She could have insisted on keeping them as a Brown, since they weren’t married and she was the one carrying the baby… but Seamus was a good man, and she knew he was going to be involved in their baby’s life. He deserved for the baby to have his name.
She could feel him tensing slightly, knowing that she was doing to him exactly what he was doing to her. Her whole body felt on edge, her stomach flipping slightly just from being in his arms, butterflies racing. As she shifted slightly, nose brushing his warm skin, she murmured, “Shay…” Oh, this was such a bad idea. She should pull back and stand up and put some distance between them. This temptation was dangerous… and in a way, his not giving in was only hurting more. Yet for whatever reason she stayed where she was instead.