Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 424

Chapter 424 – Run Away Bride

Cora

As Roger drives down the dark highway, I type out a quick message to Ella on my phone: Hey! I’m going to be MIA for a couple of days. Roger and I are taking some time to ourselves. I’m sorry to leave you hanging with all the work we have to do at the camps will you forgive me?

I bite my lip anxiously when I press send and stare at my phone, waiting for the reply.

“Quit that,” Roger says, glancing at me.

“What?” I ask.

“Worrying about it,” he says, giving a little shrug. “She’s not your boss, Cora.”

“Yeah well, Dominic is your boss,” I point out, raising my eyebrows. “Did you even text him?”

“Nah,” he says, grinning broadly. I’ll let Ella break it to him and just face his wrath when we come back.”

“If we come back,” I say, sufficiently relaxed by his encouragement and leaning back against my chair. “Who knows. Maybe we’ll like eloping so much that we just…stay.”

“I encourage this,” Roger says, laughing. “Thoroughly. We can probably assume new identities, just completely abandon our lives and our responsibilities.”

I laugh at the idea and look at the window, the thrill and excitement of elopement still rushing through me. ” Yeah, but then we won’t get to see Rafe grow up. And little no-name here won’t have his best friend.” I run my hand passively over my stomach, sending a little pulse of happy down the bond to the baby so that he can feel my excitement along with me. But he doesn’t send anything back – probably asleep. Or whatever.

Who knows, with these magical mystery babies Ella and I have. “About that,” Roger says, glancing at me again. “Do you have ideas? For names, for the baby?”

I turn to him, surprised. “Do you know? I actually…don’t.”

guess. Ella had her

head, Sinclair,” I say, winking at him, making him laugh. “It’s almost like you’ve met

for a while before he speaks again. “Well, I have some thoughts,” he says

I say, sitting up straight and looking at

a little glare. ” I think about our child, and his future, and what I’d prefer to call him. Or

grinning. “What names are off

says, immediate, and

“Why Edgar?”

he says, serious. “Any name with ‘gar’ in it is mean to a little kid. And I knew someone named

at this, agreeing. “All right, Edgar’s off

and I reach out, shoving

sitting back and putting on his most stubborn expression. “You’ll accuse me of being sentimental. I want this to be a discussion, so you have to come up

“That’s the

this discussion to me as a mating gift,” he says, nodding. “I get to make that

sure,” I say, sighing happily. ” Whatever the groom wants on his wedding day

into the night. Roger reaches out and takes my hand as we drive quickly towards the coast, giving my palm a

I’m all worked up about this too, feeling sentimental and excited and thrilled.

the owner come and open it up for us so

I knew it was

of the car. I smile right

with the

stare into the prettiest, tiniest little beach house that I’ve ever seen. There’s a little

bed decked out with white linens and beyond it the wall of windows that looks directly out onto the beach, and beyond that, the ocean. “Wow, Cora,” he

“Do you like it?”

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