*Tiffany's P.O.V.*
Tiffany: Chris I don't like none of these names.
I huff.
Chris: mmm I love it when you call me daddy.
I look over at Chris talking in his sleep.
Tiffany: Chris! -__-
Chris: hm? Hm?
He rolls over on his side trying to sit up on his elbow but keeps failing.
Tiffany: so who was callin you daddy?
Chris:....you baby (Smile)
Tiffany: uh huh!
I go back to looking into the baby names books.
Chris: what were you sayin.
Tiffany: I don't like any of these names for our daughter, you the one who wanted a girl so you pick.
I toss the book to him and he tosses it away from him.
Chris: I don't need no book.
Silence.
I slap my thigh impatiently waiting for him to give me a name.
Chris: Christina.
Tiffany: you conceited fuck. You already have Maurice named after you pick something else.
Chris: Christiana.
Tiffany: stop playin.
Chris: ugh damn okay uhhhhh...
Tiffany: Serene.
Chris looks over at me.
Chris: serene?
Tiffany: yes, Serene Marie Neverson.
(Trey Songz last name is Neverson)
Chris: what!
He sits up.
I burst into laughter.
Tiffany: I'm kidding! I'm kidding! Hahahaha. Your face!
Chris: that is not funny, ANYWAYS! Why Serene?
Tiffany: because since we've met our lives together has been a chaotic roller coaster, and when she arrives it'll be peaceful and calm.
Chris: (sigh) I love it baby.
He leans over and kisses me.
Tiffany: so Serene Marie Neverson it is?
He pulls me into him and starts tickling my sides.
Chris: stop playin!
He yells over my laughter.
Tiffany: wait stop (laugh) we need to figure out what we're gonna do for Maurice's birthday comin up.
Chris: basketball party!!
Tiffany: I already know what he wants and it isn't that, and besides he's already had a basketball themed party in New Orleans.
Chris: but yours wasn't poppin cause it wasn't thrown my C.Breezy, and what he want then since you the expert?
Tiffany: how about you ask him he should be strollin in her any minute to watch Saturday cartoons.
Chris looks at the door and Maurice comes pitter pattering in.
Chris: how did you-
Tiffany: see? I told ya(smiling)
Maurice climbs into bed between me and Chris and he cuddles close to my stomach.
