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“Well, you’ve got plenty of time to remember… and come up with more,” she replied, nudging his chin gently. She liked the idea of each of their children being a combination of their traditions. If Peregrine wanted to name some of them after his siblings, she was fine with that, so long as they had a little bit of her in there, too. Perhaps that was being selfish, but she would be carrying them around for two months, so she felt she should get some credit (hurr hurr). There were still several months between now and when their children would even be conceived, and considering how much Peregrine thought about his future brood, Fox had no doubt that he would think of plenty of names for the next two dozen puppies they brought into the world.

Fox hesitated only for a fraction of a second before getting to her feet. “Anything for you, lover boy,” she said sweetly, batting her eyes at him. If this was the worst she had to endure, she would do it. Denying him such a thing wasn't really within her power (or so she felt), and she had already made him wait so long. She gritted her teeth, glad that he was unable to see her face through the duration of their horizontal tango. Deep down, she knew that he would do anything for her, and so it was up to her to return the sentiment.