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.

Roger passes another name down

Because I love it.

And we wait…

the same time

Happy!

and sitting up as Roger snatches

did we just -” he stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take his face in my hands and

just named the

almost until the sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped

woke up in the early afternoon to the owner of the 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

for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread of sandwiches and

like that, surviving on whatever the landlord brought us every day in baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d

of that as well. But honestly, it blurred in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and

knew we had to get back – because as much as we like each other,

do this again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the

and let him kiss me, let it sweep through me. “Maybe not next week.

peck, before looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger

sigh, but then I put a hand on my stomach. “But, considering that this little guy is coming along? We’re going

says, his eyebrows raising. “And considering what

a

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

and rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ”

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

door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off on Ella,” I say, giving

be into that?” Roger asks, loading our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to the driver’s

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

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