Vince's POV
"You excited?" I asked Emily as we lay curled up in her bed together.
"For the gender scan?" She asked as I ran my hand over her stomach.
"Yeah."
"Of course. What do you want?" She asked suddenly.
"As long as he or she is healthy I don't care." I said leaning down to place a kiss on her head.
"Liar." She grinned up at me and I smirked back.
"Okay you got me, I really want a boy. I'm not sure I could cope with a girl." I said honestly.
"Why?" She asked me curiously.
"Girls mean boys and dating and that's just not happening. Like ever." I said shaking my head making her laugh.
"You're right you won't cope with a girl." I nodded and turned back to look down at Emily.
"What about you? What do you want?"
"Growing up I always pictured a girl but I think I want a boy. At least for the first one." She said before her eyes widened at her slip up.
"You want more then one?" I asked not worried about the fact we were talking about a future with more kids.
The last few months had been a roller coaster but I wouldn't trade them in for anything. I had enjoyed getting to know Emily better and I wasn't ashamed to say I was falling in love with her. I just hadn't told her yet. I'd been close on more then one occasion. There had been times were the words had almost slipped out but I'd caught myself just in time. I was only holding myself back because I wanted to be sure she was feeling the way. This conversation may hold my answer.
"I mean it would be nice but if you don't want..."
"Am I running out the door?" I grinned jokingly making her laugh softly.
"No. How many kids do you want?" She asked me nervously and I thought about it.
"I'd like two but definitely no more then three." I said as I pictured a miniature me and a miniature Emily.
"Both boys?" She asked making me grimace.
"No, one of each. At least if we have a boy first he can help me fend off the boys." I said making her laugh.
"You've given this some thought." She said shyly.
"It's crossed my mind more then once." I admitted. Or ten. I mentally added.
"Yeah?" She asked softly and I grinned down at her.
"Yeah."
"I can agree on two." She answered after a brief pause of silence.
"We should probably start thinking of names." I said as I moved my hands to hold her small growing baby bump. The bigger it grew the more I couldn't keep my hands off it. I couldn't wait till I could feel our baby kick.
"I've got one in mind, for a boy if you wanna hear it?" She spoke and I nodded.
"Xavier."
"I like that one." I said honestly.
"So you have any?"
"Not for a boy. I always like Ella for a girl."
"I like Ella."
"Looks like we have picked our names." I laughed softly.
"Looks like it. Now just to think of middle names."
"Xavier Alexander sounds nice." I said thinking of boys names I knew.
"So does Xavier Vincent..." Em trailed off hopefully and I frowned.
"You want to name him after me?" I asked confused.
"Used to be tradition." She said as she rolled slightly, tucking herself into my side as she rested her head on my shoulder. My arms moved to accommodate her, wrapping one around her back bringing her closer as she through a leg over mine. My spare hand I trailed back to her stomach as I stroked the bare skin that had been unveiled as she'd moved.
"I guess."
"You don't like it?" She asked me quietly and I could hear the sadness in her voice.
"It's not that I don't like it baby it's just… what if I stuff up? I don't want to name my kid after me and have him hate me later." I said honestly making her frown.
"You won't stuff up Vince. You're going to be a great daddy." She whispered into my chest as she hugged me closer.
"Hmmm." I hummed neither agreeing nor disagreeing with what she'd said.
"Hey, we're first time parents. We're not going to be perfect, we're going to get things wrong from time to time but we are going to do the best we can. That's all anyone can ask of us, it's all we can ask from ourselves." She spoke honestly and I smiled softly down at her.
"I know baby. You really are going to make a great mum Emily." I said honestly as I leaned down to kiss her gently.
"Thanks."
"Have you given anymore thought to what I asked you about last week?" I asked quietly.
"About moving in with you?" I nodded and she bit her lip, hesitating.
"I have, but I don't think you're going to like my answer." She said nervously. Shit.
"You don't want to?" i asked her sadly.
"It's not that." She started, squeezing my hand slightly.
"Really, it's not. It's just... what if we don't work out? I'll have given up my dorm room and I won't be able to get it back which will mean I'll have to rent somewhere more expensive and-"
"Em, slow down baby." I said as i pressed my lips to her's to stop her rambling.
"Sorry."
"It's okay. I get it, I do but I'm not worried about us not working out. Let's face it Em, you can't set up for a baby in here." I said as i looked around the small room.
"No, you're right I can't. Not really anyway."
"So move in with me. If you don't want to move into the house with me we can find a small place for ourselves." I explained.
"You'd do that? Move out for me?"
"Not for you, with you."
"Okay." She whispered and I grinned at her.
"Yeah?" I asked excitedly and she nodded.
"If you're sure then yes, I'll move out with you." She said again, this time more confident.
"I'm sure. Fuck I've never been more sure of anything else." She giggled and cuddled into me as we ralexed again and i sighed contently.
"Em?" I asked quietly.
"Hmm?" She asked sleepily.
"I love you baby." I spoke softly and she paused, her eyes raising to mine before she smiled one of her breathtaking smiles.
"I love you too Vince."