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.

then Roger passes another name down the bond, and

Because I love it.

And we wait…

then both Roger and I gasp at the same

Happy!

I say, laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me

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

we just

gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped

in the early afternoon to the owner of the bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could

wouldn’t let 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 of sandwiches and warmed soup and crackers he made was delicious, and certainly hit the

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, the baby never did much, but it made us laugh to

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 sun. The entire

we had to get back –

outside the little bungalow after we’ve

him kiss me, let it sweep

looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe

a hand on my stomach. “But, considering that

his eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said that

into a grin. “You’re thinking

bunch more,” he nods, eager. “And I’m going to

and rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll grow them, and carry them, and

for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to

my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them

Roger asks, loading our tiny luggage

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

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