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

I shake my head. “Then it must be a tiny

“Because if it was me, she’d be telling you to get some new

and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer. ”

little mate,” he

the

huge

break the chair!”

still pulling me closer and making me laugh. ”

he’ll buy

say, standing up and tugging myself out of his grasp

me go – watching me

of blankets. He continues to

out before the fire and then gesture towards them,

concedes, standing up

sitting gracefully

the middle of the blankets, pulling me down

clever little doctor

a moment to place my hands on

mouth to his and kissing him,

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

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

sweet bit

as he kisses

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

that…perhaps he knows, a little bit.

bond that we can both feel, that we can pass messages along, like

and Sinclair do.

a few moments, resting

his arms wrapped tight around me. And we’re

with each other. Happy to have this

moment.

thinking back on Ella’s

ask

mind.

you think I’m your

says, laughing a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

think we’ve made that

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

mate.

a little.

you seriously

– I hadn’t known there was something to

are you talking about?”

says, turning his head and watching me curiously.”

in the rain, outside

as I start to

a real laugh, a big one that shakes his whole frame. “Cora,”

looking back at me with a

suspected it for a while for a long time, even though…

for a long time, because I

for absolute sure that day when you ran like an

– ”

his chest, “I was really

with his

knew for sure, because that’s when it snapped into place.

me, Cora? We’re end game. At least, on my side. But,” he considers

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