[randy]
“What should we name him?” I carefully asked Thorne, staring at our child, peacefully sleeping in our bed. Thorne locked his gaze on mine. “Randorne,” he said straightforwardly. I raised a brow at him. “What’s that?”
We both sat on the bed, guarding him as if he’d escaped from us. Poor kid. He must have been exhausted from the ride. Thorne yawned, his eyes were droopy. Aw. He’s sleepy as well. Even for me, seeing our child sleeping invites me to sleep as well.
“It’s a combination of our names. Randy and Thorne. Randorne,” he explained.
“I love that name!” clapping my hand in delight and shrieked in joy, forgetting that I might wake up Randorne. That’s a better name than Nameless. With that, he’ll feel more loved. But the question is, if Randorne would like to be named like t
