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?”

smiling at

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

telling you to get some

my arm, tugging me closer.

here, little mate,” he

I laugh, resisting and eyeing the

his huge werewolf form, let alone both of

break the chair!”

it,” he murmurs, still pulling me closer and

he’ll buy

say, standing up and tugging myself out of his grasp

Roger scowls, but he lets me go – watching me

and pull out a couple of blankets. He

fire and then

he concedes, standing up for a moment and

sitting gracefully

middle of the blankets, pulling me

clever

my hands on Roger’s face for

bringing my mouth to his and

into it, hoping – quite desperately that he knows just how – much I love

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

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit

he kisses me

like he’s finally home, like he’s been waiting to do this

thinking that…perhaps he knows, a little bit. Even if we don’t have

that we can

and Sinclair do.

after a few moments, resting my head against

around me. And we’re quiet for a little

be here with each other. Happy to

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s conversation we

me to ask whatever question is

mind.

think I’m

a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

think we’ve made

at him a little, to let him know that I’m serious.

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

a little. Then he grins

seriously

frown at him, confused – I hadn’t

are you talking about?”

it?” he says, turning his head

forest, in

start to get frustrated.

laughs then, a real laugh, a big one that shakes his whole frame.

at me with a gentle

a while for a long time, even

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

sure that day when you ran like an idiot out of

– ”

his chest,

nudging me with his nose. “But you were also

sure, because that’s when it

end game. At least, on my side.

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