Josh and I had just returned after our first shopping adventure with twins. Let's just say, it looks a lot easier in the movies. As soon as we would get one to stop crying, the other would start. A single shopping trip and I had already received enough dirty looks to last me a lifetime.
We had finally gotten both babies to sleep and now we were attempting to choose names for the twins. "What about Colin after my brother and Shelby after your cousin?" I asked. Colin was Luke's middle name and Josh and Shelby were so close they were practically siblings.
"I don't think that fits them," Josh replied.
"Ugh, I never realized naming kids could be this hard!" I exclaimed throwing my hands in the air.
"Shh! You're going to wake up the babies!" Josh reminded me.
"Josh, they're all the way upstairs," I smiled at his cuteness. I looked up at the TV screen, where a re-run of Supernatural was playing, "Wait! I got it! Samuel Owen, that's cute right? Then he'll be named after you, and Sam Winchester! Two of the greatest men in history!"
"Yeah, I like that! I like that a lot actually. And we could call him Sam or Sammy if we wanted to. What about for the girl?" Josh asked.
"I don't know," I let out a loud sigh.
"What about Quinn?" He looked proud of himself, "Rylee Quinn?"
"I love it." I leaned over to him and he met me half way in a kiss. I pulled away, "Samuel Owen and Rylee Quinn. Those are some amazing names, if I do say so myself. How did you come up with Rylee Quinn?"
He shrugged, "It just kind of came to me." But the look in his eyes told me differently.
***
"I have a question," I stated, sitting on the couch with my head against Josh's chest.
"Ask away," Josh mumbled as he yawned.
"What are we going to do about sleeping arrangements? I mean, for the babies, are we going to split them up every night and each of us keep one, or how is this going to work?"
"That's a good question. So I guess it's a good thing my parents have already talked to your parents and agreed to let you stay here in our guest room," he paused for a moment. "Or in my room," he whispered, wriggling his eyebrows.
I smirked at him and rubbed my hand down his chest. Seeing the sparkle in his eyes, I knew what he thought I was going to say, but he was wrong. Way wrong. "Considering we already have two kids, I'll take the guest room, just to be safe." I got up and walked out of the room adding an extra sway on my hips. I heard Josh get up and come after me.
"Where are you going?" He asked. I turned around to face Josh and let him catch up with me.
"I was going upstairs to check on the babies, before I went home."
"Home? We just talked about this, I thought you were staying here tonight?" He looked worried, like he had done something wrong.
"I was just going to pick some things up," I replied.
"You don't have a car, remember?"
"Oh, yeah, I'll just have my mom drop some off in the morning."
