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

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

it was me, she’d be telling you to get some new material

laughs, growling a little and grabbing my arm, tugging me

over here, little mate,” he snarls

the flimsy camping chair he’s

huge werewolf

break the chair!”

he murmurs, still pulling me closer and

– he’ll buy

tugging myself out of his grasp a

idea,” Roger scowls, but he lets me go – watching

pull out a couple of blankets. He continues to watch as

two out before the fire and then gesture towards

he concedes, standing up

sitting gracefully

the blankets, pulling me down into his lap

clever little doctor

to place my hands

my mouth to

quite desperately that he knows

and we tease – But god, god how I love this

swaggering, adorable, sweet bit of

tighten around me as he kisses me

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

a little bit. Even

both feel, that

and Sinclair do.

a few moments, resting

around me. And we’re quiet

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

moment.

thinking back on Ella’s conversation we

inviting me to ask whatever question is floating through

mind.

you think

little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

“I think we’ve made that pretty clear

up at him a little,

mate mate.

little.

seriously don’t

confused – I hadn’t known

are you talking about?”

says, turning his head and watching me curiously.”

forest, in

start to get frustrated. “Feel what?”

then, a real laugh, a big one that shakes his

a gentle smile.

suspected it for a while

time, because I

that day when you ran like an idiot out of the

– ”

slapping his chest,

with his nose. “But you

sure, because that’s when it snapped

end game. At least, on my side.

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