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 me.

my head. “Then it must be

be telling you to get some new material

growling a little and grabbing my arm,

little mate,” he snarls

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

like it can hold his huge werewolf

break the chair!”

me closer and making me

– he’ll

up and tugging myself out of his grasp a little.

lets me go – watching me as I move

out a couple of blankets.

before the fire and then gesture towards them, another

he concedes, standing up for a moment and

sitting gracefully

me down into

better, clever little doctor

hands on Roger’s

at him before bringing my mouth to

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

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

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit of

as he kisses me back, taking deep

home, like he’s

a little bit. Even if we don’t have

we can both feel, that we can pass

and Sinclair do.

after a few moments, resting my head against

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

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

moment.

thinking back on Ella’s conversation we

to ask whatever question

mind.

think I’m

Yeah, Cora,” he

“I think we’ve made

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

mate.

he says, his eyebrows raising a little. Then he

seriously

I hadn’t

are you talking about?”

says, turning his head and watching

the forest, in the rain, outside

to

a big one that shakes his whole frame.

at me with a gentle smile. “You’re my

it for a while for

long time, because I didn’t

knew for absolute sure that day when you ran like an idiot

– ”

slapping his

me with his

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

At least, on my side. But,” he

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