Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 428: Names

Cora

Matthew? Roger tries, passing the name down the line to the baby and I grip his hand, and we both wait…

But nothing.

“The baby doesn’t like the name Matthew,” I whisper, laughing a little. “Well, it was just a starter,” Roger murmurs, grinning at me again. “You try one.”

“All right,” I say, leaning my head back and taking a deep breath. And then I pass a name down, trying… Oliver.

“Oliver!?” Roger bursts out in disgust and I gasp, glaring at him.

“You are biasing our son!” I accuse, sitting up to smack him. “I said nothing when you said stupid Matthew!”

“Matty is a cute name “he protests, laughing and blocking my blow. “Oliver is the name of a sickly Victorian child who wants more gruel -”

I growl and lay back, taking a deep breath and gathering myself. “Well, let’s see what the baby thinks,” I murmur, sending Roger another glare. And then I try again, whispering Oliver? down the bond. But nothing comes back.

“Good baby,” Roger murmurs, kissing my stomach again and making me laugh. “Don’t let her call you that. It’s terrible.”

“Okay okay,” I say, taking a deep breath. “Let’s try one more.”

“I’ll pick it?” Roger asks.

“Sure,” I reply, relaxing. “But this time, pick one you really, really like. One that you’d actually want him to be called – your favorite.”

“Okay,” he murmurs.

then Roger passes another name down the bond, and I smile,

Because I love it.

And we wait…

at the same time

Happy!

laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him,

we did we just -” he stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my hands and kiss him, and

we just

the sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where we

so we could eat something, and Roger

let me eat all my meals in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread of sandwiches and warmed soup and crackers he

brought us every day in baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d

in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went swim and laid

had to get back – because as much as we like each other, we like our lives

do this again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow

me, let it sweep through me. “Maybe

little peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger murmurs,

sigh, but then I put a hand on my stomach. “But, considering that this little guy is coming along? We’re

raising. “And considering what the goddess said that night

a grin. “You’re thinking

nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy

and rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll

we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved

my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off on Ella,”

loading our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing

would be her dream,” I say, rolling my eyes and sitting down in the car, closing my door behind me as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids and as many nieces and

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