Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 388

Chapter 388: What Kind of Mate?

Cora

“They think they’re being subtle,” I whisper, smiling as Sinclair closes the RV’s

door behind him, the last to ” disappear” from our little circle around the fire.

“I’m not complaining,” Roger murmurs, slipping an arm around my shoulder.

“Are you, little mate?”

I laugh lightly at the nickname, shaking my head at him. “It still doesn’t work,

Roger,” I say, leaning closer to him, though the camping chairs make it hard to

get as close as I’d like to be. “I’ve told you before – I’m not little.”

“Sure you are,” he replies, grinning at me.

“I’m not!” I say, laughing. “Ella’s the little one,” I continue, “I’m tall – I’m not -”

“You’re little to me,” he interrupts, moving his chair closer so that he can tuck his

face between my neck and my shoulder, breathing deeply in – I think savoring

the way that I smell, which sends a little thrill through me. I lower my own head

and breathe in Roger’s own unique scent, letting it flood my senses.

God, does he even know how good he smells? Though he probably does – his

sense of smell far outstrips mine.

“What do you mean?” I ask. “Little to you?”

He lifts his head so he can look into my face, only inches from me now. You’re

little to me, Cora,” he replies, in that you’re…I don’t know. Quite precious. The

way I think of you – I don’t know, I don’t want you to be insulted, but I think of

you as…very small,”

“What?” I ask, confused, “why?”

“Because,” he says seriously, shrugging a little, “you’d have to be very tiny, to

make a home out of my heart,” he says, tapping lightly at his chest. “As you

have done.”

A broad smile stretches across my face and I laugh a little, even though I’m

deeply touched at what he’s said. ” Really?” I ask. “That’s what you think of

me?”

“Mmhmm,” he says, turning his head a little and considering me from different

angles. “My little mate, who I carry around all day in my heart. Even when you’re

not physically around I keep you in here. I talk to you, send all kinds of

messages. Tell you little jokes.” you I grin. “Do I think they’re funny?”

nods, smiling

it must be a tiny imposter,” I joke,

she’d be telling you to get some

a little and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer.

here, little mate,” he snarls

eyeing the flimsy

his huge werewolf

break the chair!”

me closer and making me laugh.

he’ll buy

I say, standing up and tugging myself out of

but he lets me go – watching

a couple of blankets. He continues to watch

two out before the fire and then gesture towards

my arm. “Better,” he concedes, standing up

sitting gracefully

the blankets, pulling me down

better, clever little doctor

my hands on

before bringing my mouth

quite desperately that he knows just how

fight, and we tease – But god, god how I love

adorable, sweet bit of him

arms tighten around me as he kisses me back,

finally home, like he’s

a little bit. Even if we don’t

feel, that we

and Sinclair do.

moments, resting my

arms wrapped tight around me. And we’re quiet for a little

be here with each other. Happy to have this

moment.

thinking back on Ella’s

ask whatever question is floating through

mind.

you think

says, laughing a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

“I think we’ve made that pretty

say, turning to look up at him a

mate mate. Like…fated mate. Instead of

raising a little. Then he grins at me and laughs.

you seriously

I hadn’t known there was something to

are you talking about?”

feel it?” he says, turning his head and

in the forest, in the rain, outside the

deepens as I start to get frustrated.

real laugh, a big one that

a gentle smile. “You’re my

suspected it for a while for a long time, even though…

because I didn’t think my

that day when you ran like an idiot out

– ”

protest, slapping his chest, “I

nudging me with his nose. “But you were also

knew for sure, because that’s when it snapped into

Cora? We’re end game. At least, on my side.

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