"Don't even think about it. I want a child of my own before I turn twenty-six."
Silas laughed. "That's too early, but let's wait and see."
Ivy rolled her eyes before curiosity sparkled in them again. "If we have a daughter and a son, what would you name them?"
Silas answered immediately, "If we have a daughter, we would name her Eviana or Evie."
Ivy raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
He smirked. "Because then I'd have an Ivy and an Evie. That would be amazing."
Ivy rolled her eyes again, though she could not suppress her laughter. "What about a son?"
Silas's expression turned indifferent. He shrugged. "It would be better if we didn't have a son. I'm not really interested."
Ivy burst into laughter. "You're unbelievably biased. Your orthodox thinking is completely leaning toward having a daughter."
Silas merely hummed in response.
"Fine," Ivy continued, crossing her arms playfully. "But if we do have a son, what would you name him?"
