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?”

smiling at

“Then it must be a

she’d be telling you to get

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

over here, little mate,” he

eyeing the

can hold his huge werewolf form, let alone

break the chair!”

murmurs, still pulling me closer and

he’ll

myself out of his grasp a little. “I

lets me go – watching me as I move to

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

and then

“Better,” he concedes,

sitting gracefully

pulling me down into his lap

clever

a moment to place my hands on Roger’s face for a second,

at him before bringing my mouth

desperately that he knows just how

– But god, god how I love this man. All of

sweet bit of

tighten around me as he

he’s finally home, like he’s been waiting

he knows, a little bit. Even if we don’t

feel, that we

and Sinclair do.

after a few moments,

And we’re quiet for a little

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

moment.

I say quietly, thinking back on Ella’s conversation we had

to ask whatever question is floating through

mind.

you think I’m your

” Yeah, Cora,” he

“I think we’ve made that pretty clear

a little, to let him know that

mate mate. Like…fated

little. Then he

seriously

– I hadn’t known there was

are you talking about?”

turning his head and watching me

in the forest, in the rain,

I start to get frustrated. “Feel what?” I

a real laugh, a big one that shakes his whole frame.

a gentle smile.

while for

denied it for a long time, because I didn’t think

when you ran like an idiot

– ”

slapping his chest, “I was really

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

knew for sure, because that’s when

end game. At least, on my side.

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