The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 428: Names

Cora

Matthew? Roger tries, passing the name down the line to the baby and I grip his hand, and we both wait…

But nothing.

“The baby doesn’t like the name Matthew,” I whisper, laughing a little. “Well, it was just a starter,” Roger murmurs, grinning at me again. “You try one.”

“All right,” I say, leaning my head back and taking a deep breath. And then I pass a name down, trying… Oliver.

“Oliver!?” Roger bursts out in disgust and I gasp, glaring at him.

“You are biasing our son!” I accuse, sitting up to smack him. “I said nothing when you said stupid Matthew!”

“Matty is a cute name “he protests, laughing and blocking my blow. “Oliver is the name of a sickly Victorian child who wants more gruel -”

I growl and lay back, taking a deep breath and gathering myself. “Well, let’s see what the baby thinks,” I murmur, sending Roger another glare. And then I try again, whispering Oliver? down the bond. But nothing comes back.

“Good baby,” Roger murmurs, kissing my stomach again and making me laugh. “Don’t let her call you that. It’s terrible.”

“Okay okay,” I say, taking a deep breath. “Let’s try one more.”

“I’ll pick it?” Roger asks.

“Sure,” I reply, relaxing. “But this time, pick one you really, really like. One that you’d actually want him to be called – your favorite.”

“Okay,” he murmurs.

down the bond, and

Because I love it.

And we wait…

gasp at the same time as

Happy!

and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast

thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my hands and kiss him, and kiss him,

just

sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where we closed the doors

bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I curled further up in bed, deciding that I

for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread of sandwiches and warmed soup and crackers he made was delicious, and certainly hit the

in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d do. And honestly, the baby never did much, but it made us laugh to

sex, obviously a great deal of that as well. But honestly, it blurred in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went swim and laid out in the

day, we knew we had to get back – because as much as

pulling me close outside the little bungalow after

laugh and let him kiss me, let it sweep through me. “Maybe

really like this place. Maybe the owner

hand on my stomach. “But, considering that this little guy

what

a grin.

he nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy the process very

bit. ” You just

shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll barely

kiss his cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or,

loading our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to

would be her dream,” I say, rolling my eyes and sitting down in the car, closing my door behind me as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids and as many nieces and nephews as we can pass over to

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