''Gloria.'' Met with an offended. ''No Andy.''
'' How about Rosamund or Nadine.'' Miranda shook her head firmly.
'' What about Renee.''
''Absolutely not.''
''Dulcie?''
''No.'' Andy grumbled, flipping through the name book. ''Agnes then.''
''Over my dead body Andréa.''
Andy and Mir had been going through baby name books for the past three weeks every night in bed together. Nothing just fit their daughter.
Not one name did they both like enough to agree on. Halfway through this name book for ideas. Nothing yet.
''TammyDawn or Tammylynn or no Tammy lee.'' Missed Andy's quirked mouth teasing her.
Those names, Mir insisted her baby would be wearing frosted lipstick and married to a man named Earl or Jimbo.
Andy had thought ''Maxima'' sounded nice.
''We could call her Max for short.''
Miranda didn't.
''Come on Mir, we have to find one, we cannot call her baby.'' Miranda's fingers raked over her stomach, she'd felt a few small kicks earlier and one right now.
''Our daughter is in agreement.''
Andy beamed at Mir, their child, loved it when Miranda called the baby their daughter. Now if they could just find a name that was perfect.
Teased Mir whether to call her Donatella or Valentino. Raised a sceptical brow as Andy seriously assured her they're both very popular fashionable names.
Andy bent her face closer to Mir's rounded stomach, whose long fingertips stroked her lover's thick chestnut hair as she began having a talk with the soon to be born little heiress of fashion.
Miranda's mouth quirked into a small smile, it was Andy's nightly ritual, she'd begin pretending to be sleepy, yawning as Andy would move closer, first it began with words of everything they were going to do together the moment she's born. Andy would make promises to their child.
Touched Miranda how sweet it was, Andy would have these long involved conversations to their unborn daughter. Cass and Car's father never did this.
Andy had insisted on reading an encyclopaedia for when she's asked countless questions like why the sky is blue. Miranda had to remind her enthusiastic partner, it would be a long while before she'd be able to talk. Told shrewdly I have to be prepared. She's from you Mir, she will most definitely keep me on my toes.
That she will. Miranda knew.
Her twins did.
'' Cass and Car you're big sisters cannot wait for you. Oh their going to spoil you like nothing I've seen.'' Andy promised.
Cassidy and Caroline were attempting knitting it was interesting, Dibley was sent and Patricia now had some cool neon coloured pet coats when the twins tried to attempt baby cardigans. Andy had one sock waiting for the matching one. The twins knitting attempts were a bit hit and miss.
Andy and she had been shopping for baby things this weekend.
The nursery had been prepared with interiors which were gorgeous by Saville a friend of Nigel's who had outdone himself with Mir's taste, insisted Steiff, FAO Schwartz, and online Tartine et Chocolate, most of Manhattan's baby boutiques were sold out due to the expecting Priestly Sachs parents.
Designers had already made baby couture for the expected arrival. Andy shook her head at the varied ensembles. Their baby would have more clothes choices than her and a fuller closet.
Mir listened to Andy tenderly converse with her stomach bulge.
''You're going to have your Mom's beautiful blue eyes that I love looking into so much and be strong and beautiful like she is. Gosh I hope you like me? ''
Heard Andy's unsureness. Wanted to reach out and reassure her with. ''Oh darling she'll adore and love you.''
Andy had taken to Miranda's pregnancy with thoughtfulness and worry more than James did when Mir was with the twins.
Had felt so alone then but not this time. Miranda was with her life partner. Andrea would do anything for her and Mir knew this. With saving Runway for her.
''I know your Mir's and I'm well not your traditional parent…I didn't exactly help create you… but when I take you into my arms and look at you for the first time, you're a part of your Mom who is all that I adore and I cannot wait to hold you. You're the gift I've been waiting my whole life for.''
Miranda stilled, croaking out. ''Your mine Andy. My gift.''
''Hey Mir these our private conversations.'' Andy lifted her head scolding Miranda lightly.
Mir wiped at her eyes. ''Forgive my intrusion.'' Andy shifted from Miranda meeting her now wet eyes. ''Hey don't cry.''
''I'm not.'' Andy handed her a Kleenex and began gently rubbing her supposed to be asleep partner's feet.
''What was your Mother's name Mir?''
Miranda shifted in bed. ''My mother's name was Delphine.''
Andy smiled at Mir. ''I think we just found our baby's name.''
Holding Andy's warm brown eyes. It was the perfect name choice. Why hadn't she thought of it sooner?
''Delphine. Delphine Priestly.''
It fit.
