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

my head. “Then it must be

was me, she’d be telling you to get

grabbing my arm,

over here, little

resisting and eyeing the flimsy camping

his huge werewolf form, let alone both of us.

break the chair!”

me closer and making me laugh.

– he’ll

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

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

out a couple of blankets.

before the fire and then gesture

arm. “Better,” he concedes, standing up for a moment

sitting gracefully

the blankets, pulling me

better, clever little doctor

my hands on Roger’s face

him before bringing my mouth

desperately that he

we tease – But god, god how

adorable, sweet bit

me as he kisses me back, taking deep breaths

like he’s been

little bit. Even if we don’t have

both feel, that we can pass

and Sinclair do.

break the kiss after a few moments, resting my head against his chest as

tight around me. And we’re quiet for

to be here with each

moment.

back

inviting me to ask whatever question is

mind.

you think

Yeah,

think we’ve made that pretty clear

I say, turning to look up at him a little, to let him know that

think I’m your…your mate mate. Like…fated mate. Instead

his eyebrows raising a little. Then he grins

seriously don’t

confused – I hadn’t known there was something

are you talking about?”

says, turning

in the

frown deepens as I start to

real laugh, a big one

looking back at me with a gentle smile. “You’re my

deal. I’ve suspected it for a while for a long time,

time, because I didn’t

I knew for absolute sure that day when you ran like

– ”

his

he murmurs, nudging me with his nose. “But

sure, because that’s when it snapped

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

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