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

head. “Then it must be a

she’d be telling you

and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer. ” Get

over here, little

I laugh, resisting and eyeing the flimsy camping chair he’s sitting

can hold his huge werewolf form, let alone both of

break the chair!”

still pulling me closer and making

– he’ll buy

out of his grasp a little. “I

go –

couple of blankets. He

the fire and then gesture towards them, another

“Better,” he concedes, standing up for

sitting gracefully

me down into his

clever little doctor

moment to place my hands on

before bringing my mouth

desperately that he knows just how – much I love

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

arrogant, swaggering, adorable, sweet

as he kisses me back, taking

like he’s finally home, like he’s

he knows, a little bit. Even if we

both feel, that we

and Sinclair do.

few moments, resting my head against his

me. And we’re quiet for a

the fire, just…happy to be here with each other.

moment.

back

says, inviting me to ask

mind.

think I’m your

a little, ” Yeah,

we’ve made that pretty

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

I’m your…your mate mate. Like…fated mate.

little. Then he grins at me and laughs.

you seriously

– I hadn’t known there was something to

are you talking about?”

says, turning his head and

in the rain, outside the

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

real laugh, a big one that shakes his whole

at me with a gentle smile. “You’re

I’ve suspected it for a while for a long time, even though… well,

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

that day when you ran like an

– ”

his chest, “I

me with his nose.

knew for sure, because

game. At least, on my side. But,”

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