She walked back into their bedroom quietly, not sure if he had fallen back asleep after Cassidy came in with a nightmare or not. The light next to her bed stand was dim and Gabriella was surprised to see him still up at two in the morning looking at none other than the baby name book. "Find anything interesting in there?" she whispered like they were back in high school and trying to sneak away from pesky Chad.
Troy turned his head slightly and saw her lift herself up onto their queen sized bed. "Maybe," he told her, keeping his fingers marked on some pages. "How's our baby?"
"Which one?"
"Elle…"
"The one here is good," she laid a hand on her belly, "and the other is safely tucked in and clinging to Sammy," she continued, mentioning the bear to Troy that brought a smile to his face. "So, anything worthy of baby girl Bolton?"
"I've got my favorites."
"Me too. Did you make a list?"
"Not yet. I've got an idea though."
"As long as the words 'Chad Danforth' don't come out of your mouth, I'm all ears."
"Well…" Troy gritted his teeth and pushed himself back to his chosen side of the bed.
Gabriella smiled, rolling her eyes as she climbed into where he had was and snuggled into his side.
"I, Mrs. Bolton, actually was counting on our good friend, Chad Danforth, to watch Cassidy while we," Troy paused, his fingers combing through her hair and looked down at her, "go out on a date."
"Why Mr. Bolton, are you asking me out on a date?"
"I believe I am, Mrs. Bolton. And while on this said date, we can name all of our future children," he smirked and looked back up at the ceiling. "All nine of them."
Gabriella smiled into Troy's neck, her arm snaking across his middle and closed her eyes. "It's a date, but if there are seven more children in our future, you're having them."