"Please, Steph?"
"I won't promise," I told Clint AGAIN.
"I'll teach it to shoot!"
"Not a good selling point, and you'll do that whatever we name the baby! Anyway, I'll think about it, but I won't promise right now."
"Why not, Clint's a good name?!"
"Well, for starters, Steve gets a say," I reasoned, placing a hand over my bump.
"Cap will do whatever you want!"
"We don't even know if it's a boy."
"My middle name is Francis; that works for a girl!"
"Maybe."
We'd already decided the answer was yes, but I wanted it to be a surprise.
