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 me.

“Then it must be a tiny

it was me, she’d be telling you

little and grabbing my

over here, little

eyeing the flimsy camping chair he’s sitting

his huge werewolf form, let

break the chair!”

still pulling me closer and making me laugh.

– he’ll buy

and tugging myself out of his grasp a little.

lets me go – watching me as I move to

of

before the fire and then gesture towards

“Better,” he concedes, standing up

sitting gracefully

in the middle of the blankets, pulling me down into his lap as he

better, clever little doctor

moment to place my hands on Roger’s

at him before bringing my mouth to

that he knows just how –

fight, and we tease – But god, god

adorable, sweet bit

around me as he kisses me back, taking

does so like he’s finally home, like he’s been waiting to do this all day. And

knows, a little bit.

feel, that

and Sinclair do.

few moments, resting my

me. And we’re

to be here with each other. Happy to have this

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s conversation

ask whatever question

mind.

think I’m your

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

we’ve made that pretty

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

I’m your…your mate mate.

his eyebrows raising a little.

you seriously don’t

hadn’t known there

are you talking about?”

turning

in the rain,

frown deepens as I start to get frustrated.

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

back at me with a

a while for a

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

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

– ”

I protest, slapping his chest, “I was

nudging me with his nose. “But

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

We’re end game. At least, on my side. But,” he

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