"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.