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

head. “Then it must be a

if it was me, she’d be telling you to

my arm, tugging me closer. ”

here, little

I laugh, resisting and eyeing the

huge werewolf form, let

break the chair!”

pulling me closer and making me

– he’ll buy

I say, standing up and tugging myself out of his grasp a little.

but he lets me go – watching me as I move

a couple of

the fire and then gesture towards them, another

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

sitting gracefully

blankets, pulling me down into his lap as

clever

a moment to place my hands

mouth to his and kissing him,

desperately that he

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

sweet bit of him

he kisses me back,

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

knows, a little

feel, that we can

and Sinclair do.

the kiss after a few moments, resting my

And

here with each other. Happy to

moment.

say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s conversation we

inviting me to ask whatever question is

mind.

you think I’m

a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he says, as

think we’ve made

him a little, to let

mate. Like…fated mate.

says, his eyebrows raising a little. Then he

seriously

– I hadn’t

are you talking about?”

says, turning

in the rain,

start to get frustrated. “Feel what?” I

then, a real laugh, a big

me with a gentle smile. “You’re my mate.

it for a while

a long time, because I

absolute sure that day when you ran like an

– ”

protest, slapping his chest, “I was

he murmurs, nudging me with his nose. “But you were also being

Anyway I knew for sure, because

least, on my side. But,”

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