Silvia
“Back before the Legacy Gala turned into a full-blown disaster,” Sherman said, his voice dipping into that low, velvety register that always managed to short-circuit my brain, “I never really thought about first names. But I always figured… if we ever had kids, they’d take your last name.”
My heart skipped a beat.
He was actually saying he'd envisioned a future where our child would bear my family name, not his prestigious Alpha one.
I blinked. “Wait, seriously? Not going with Carter?” I asked, half-laughing, half-testing him.
His smile didn’t waver. His blue eyes held mine, steady and sincere.
He dismissed the idea with a casual shake of his head. "The Carter legacy isn't half as worthy as Brown."
My breath caught as another thought suddenly crashed through m
