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

it must

if it was me, she’d be telling you to get some new material –

laughs, growling a little and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer.

little mate,” he snarls

I laugh, resisting and eyeing the flimsy camping chair

like it can hold his huge werewolf form, let

break the chair!”

pulling me closer and making me laugh.

he’ll

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

lets me go – watching

couple of blankets. He continues to watch

and

concedes, standing up for a moment and

sitting gracefully

in the middle of the blankets, pulling me

better, clever

moment to place my hands on Roger’s

him before bringing my mouth to his and kissing

quite desperately that he knows just how –

we tease – But god, god

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit

as he kisses me back,

like he’s finally home, like he’s

a little bit. Even if we

that we can both feel, that

and Sinclair do.

after a few moments, resting my head against his chest as

me. And we’re quiet for

here with each other.

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on

inviting me to ask whatever question is floating

mind.

you think

Yeah, Cora,” he says, as

think we’ve made that

to look up at him a little, to let him know that

mate mate. Like…fated mate.

little. Then he grins

seriously

at him, confused – I hadn’t known there was something

are you talking about?”

it?” he says, turning his

in the

I start to get

a big one that

back at me with a gentle smile. “You’re my

a while for a long time, even though… well,

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

day when you ran

– ”

slapping his chest, “I was

he murmurs, nudging me with his nose. “But

sure, because that’s when it

game. At least, on my side. But,” he

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