Separate names with a comma.
She looked out the window curiously. "Where are we?"
He grinned, kissing her neck. "Trust me."
"It's Jack Curnow," she said. "And you are the man that I love!"
She chuckled slightly. "That's true.."
He held her close and kissed her jaw, his touch gentle. "My love," he began, "you're everything."
"Noooo!" she whined. "Love me!"
She grinned. "Well, it's something to talk about."
"That shouldn't even count!"
She paused before grinning, wrapping her arms around him. "Just kidding. I love you."
She laughed. "I'm never giving my kids a middle name like that."
He chuckled. "You have no reason to be."
She shook her head. "I don't know who you are."
She cocked her head as she listened. "Really? I think that's a cool idea."
She rolled her eyes, pulling away from him. "Jack? I'm sorry. I don't know who that is."
He chuckled, but shook his head, leaning back on the table. "Nope."
"Arlo Aspen Davis, huh? I like it."
She laughed, her nose scrunching . "Maybe not. Sounds weird. What would I call you?"
He laughed. "Okay. I probably would. Next one?"
"Victoria," she replied easily. "Nothing to exciting. What about you?"
She grinned, her eyes watching him warmly. "Guess I'll have to," she said jokingly, her voice soft.
