Page 102 of The Girl with No Name
“You did amazing, Wendy,” Charlie whispers, his voice filled with pride. “She’s perfect.”
Wendy looks up at Charlie, her eyes shining with love and exhaustion. “We did it,” she murmurs.
I step forward, my eyes misting over. “Congratulations, you two. She’s beautiful.”
As the new family basks in the glow of their shared joy, I feel grateful to be a part of this precious moment. A pure and profound love fills the room, binding them together in this new chapter of their lives.
After a moment, Charlie looks at Wendy with a soft smile. “Have you thought of a name for her, babe? Which of the ones we’ve talked about? I’m giving you the final call. What does she feel like to you?”
I chuckle. This is the same guy who was shooting bottles at two a.m. in rural Kentucky not five days ago, not to mention faking his way into a hotel reservation. Now he’s giving his wife full authority to name their child. The duality of man.
This is why I fucking love Charlie Dunn.
Wendy looks down at their daughter and takes a deep breath. “She feels like a Georgia. Georgia Mary Dunn. After where her grandmother was born.”
Charlie’s face lights up. “Georgia,” he repeats, as if testing the name on his lips. “I love it. Georgia Mary Dunn it is.”
“Georgia Dunn,” I echo, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “It’s not Reed, but it’s a beautiful name.”
After a few minutes, I step toward Dunn, who is now holding baby Georgia, and put a hand on his shoulder. “I picked you up something on the way here.”
“Oh?”
I pull out the T-shirt I ordered a little while ago for him that saysGirl Dad.
“Buddy. Love you.” He chuckles and gives me a hug.
“That’s so cute, Reed.” Wendy smiles. “So before the drugs wear off, what I was saying is, Samantha’s great. But you’re pretty great, too. You’ll meet someone new soon.”
“Or not,” Dunn quips. “You never know.”
I shake my head. “Dick. Let’s not worry about me right now.”
“What about that girl you made out with this weekend?” Wendy asks. “What’s she up to? You gonna see her again?”
I open my mouth, and at that moment I realize I have absolutely no way to get in touch with Luna, even if I wanted to. “I don’t even know her name.”
Wendy’s eyes widen. “You made out with a girl and you don’t know her name? Damn, Reed!”
“Yo yo,”Mason says when I walk through the door. He’s in the same position as always, at his desk playing video games. “You’re home early.”
“Am I?” I honestly have no idea what time it is.
“Yeah. It’s not even five yet.”
“Remember Charlie?”
“The West Point guy you stopped in here with the other day?”
“Yeah. He and his wife had a baby.”
“Oh, damn. That’s cool. What are you up to later?”
I laugh. Of course that wouldget no reaction from him. “Man, I have no clue. Why?”
“I got a girl coming over, just FYI.”
“Okay.”