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 imposter,”

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

grabbing my arm,

here, little mate,”

I laugh, resisting and eyeing the flimsy

it can hold his huge werewolf form, let

break the chair!”

pulling me closer and

he’ll

I say, standing up and tugging myself out of

idea,” Roger scowls, but he lets me go – watching me as

a couple of

fire and then gesture towards them,

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

sitting gracefully

in the middle of the blankets, pulling me down into

clever little

moment to place my hands on

bringing my mouth to his and kissing him, letting

hoping – quite desperately that he knows just how – much

But god, god how I love

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit of

me as he kisses me

like he’s been waiting to

that…perhaps he knows, a little bit. Even if we

that

and Sinclair do.

after a few moments,

around me. And we’re quiet for a

just…happy to be here with each other.

moment.

back on Ella’s

he says, inviting me to ask whatever question

mind.

think

a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

we’ve made that pretty clear –

I say, turning to look up at him a little, to let him

I’m your…your mate mate.

eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins at

you seriously

I hadn’t known

are you talking about?”

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

the forest, in the rain, outside the

deepens as I start to get

a big one that

back at me with a gentle smile.

suspected it for a while for

because I didn’t

when you ran like an idiot out of the

– ”

slapping his chest, “I was really

know,” he murmurs, nudging me with his

Anyway I knew for sure, because

end game. At least, on my side. But,”

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