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

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

be telling you to get

growling a little and grabbing my arm, tugging me closer. ”

here, little mate,”

eyeing the flimsy camping chair he’s sitting

his huge werewolf

break the chair!”

murmurs, still pulling me closer and making me laugh.

– he’ll

up and tugging myself out of his grasp a little. “I

go – watching

of blankets. He continues to watch

fire and then

he concedes,

sitting gracefully

of the blankets, pulling me down into his lap

better, clever

a moment to place my hands on Roger’s face

him before bringing my mouth to

– quite desperately that he knows just how – much I love

tease – But god, god how I love

adorable, sweet bit of him

arms tighten around me as he kisses me

finally home, like he’s been waiting

a little bit. Even if we don’t

both feel, that we can

and Sinclair do.

a few moments,

And

just…happy to be here with each

moment.

say quietly, thinking back

me to ask whatever question is floating

mind.

think I’m

a little, ” Yeah, Cora,” he

think we’ve made that pretty

at him a little, to

mate.

says, his eyebrows raising a little. Then

you seriously

frown at him, confused – I hadn’t known

are you talking about?”

it?” he says, turning his

the forest, in the rain, outside the

frown deepens as I start to get frustrated.

a real laugh, a big one

me with a gentle smile. “You’re

suspected it for a while for a

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

I knew for absolute sure that day when you ran like an idiot out of the

– ”

slapping his chest,

murmurs, nudging me with his nose.

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

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

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