Olive's POV
I had settled quite well in Bluemoon. My babies were growing healthier with each day and my major concern was picking a name for them, a task long overdue.
I was aware that my mate had as much right in picking a name as I did, but my pride wouldn't let him, partially because I was still hung up over the bad treatment in the past.
"Hey", Ron peeked through the door, left slightly ajar. "Are you busy?"
"Yes. I am".
But in truth, I wasn't. Currently, I was rifling through baby magazines, mentally shopping for the cutest baby clothes while trying to decide on a name.
Ron was clearly far from my mind until he showed up, ruining my entire day and perhaps a few extra hours after.
"Oh", I could feel his hope float away in the wind of rejection. "I just thought..."
Rustlin
