Surrogate For Alpha Dom

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 at me.

I shake my head. “Then it must be a tiny imposter,” I

be telling you to

and grabbing my arm, tugging

little

laugh, resisting and eyeing the flimsy

looks like it can hold his huge

break the chair!”

pulling me closer and making

he’ll buy

up and tugging myself out of his grasp a little. “I have

he lets me go – watching me as I move

and pull out a couple of blankets. He continues

fire and

“Better,” he concedes, standing up for a moment

sitting gracefully

the middle of the blankets, pulling me down into

better, clever little doctor

place my hands on

before bringing my mouth to his

that he

and we tease – But god, god how I love this man. All

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit of

around me as he kisses me back, taking deep breaths

he’s

that…perhaps he knows, a little bit.

that we can both feel, that we can pass

and Sinclair do.

a few moments, resting my head against his

And

here with each other. Happy to

moment.

quietly, thinking back on Ella’s

to ask

mind.

think

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

think we’ve made that pretty clear –

turning to look up at him a little, to

think I’m your…your mate mate. Like…fated mate. Instead of

a little.

seriously don’t

I hadn’t known there was something

are you talking about?”

it?” he says, turning his head and watching me curiously.”

forest, in the rain, outside

frown deepens as I start to get frustrated. “Feel what?”

real laugh, a big one that shakes his

at me with a gentle

it for a while for a

a long time, because I didn’t think my mate could be

absolute sure that day when you ran like an idiot out

– ”

I protest, slapping his chest, “I was really

nudging me with his nose. “But you were also being

for sure, because that’s when it snapped

end game. At least, on my side. But,” he considers

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