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.

name down the bond, and I smile,

Because I love it.

And we wait…

both Roger and I gasp at the same time

Happy!

Roger

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

we just

almost until the 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 and slept for hours and ignored

the owner of the bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger

me eat all my meals in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with him on the couch for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread

laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d do. And honestly,

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

knew we had to get back – because as

outside the little

and let him kiss me, let it sweep

like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger murmurs, looking fondly

baby,” I sigh, but then I put a hand on my stomach. “But, considering that this

Roger says, his eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said that night

into a grin.

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

” You just make the babies, I’ll grow them, and carry them,

around my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very

his cheek as he opens my car door for

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

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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