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.

“Then it must be a tiny

“Because if it was me, she’d be telling you to get some new

growling a little and grabbing my arm, tugging me

here, little

and eyeing the flimsy camping chair he’s sitting

it can hold his huge werewolf form, let alone both of us.

break the chair!”

it,” he murmurs, still pulling me closer

– he’ll buy

out of his grasp a little.

lets me go – watching me as I move

a couple of

out before the fire and then gesture towards them,

concedes, standing up for a moment

sitting gracefully

in the middle of the blankets, pulling me

better, clever little doctor

to place my hands on Roger’s face for a

mouth to his

that he knows just how – much I love

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

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit of

as he kisses me back,

finally home, like he’s been waiting to do this all day. And

he knows, a little bit.

feel, that we can pass messages along, like

and Sinclair do.

moments, resting my head against his chest as

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

just…happy to be here with each other. Happy to have

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s

he says, inviting me to ask whatever question is floating through

mind.

think

Yeah, Cora,” he says, as

think we’ve made that pretty

to look up at him a

your…your mate mate. Like…fated mate.

he says, his eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins at me and

seriously

confused – I hadn’t

are you talking about?”

turning his

in the

start to get frustrated. “Feel what?” I

laugh, a big one that shakes his whole

a gentle smile. “You’re my mate. Truly.

for a while for a long time,

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

I knew for absolute sure that day when

– ”

I protest, slapping his chest, “I

his nose.

Anyway I knew for sure, because that’s when it snapped

least, on my side. But,” he

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