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.

another name down the bond, and

Because I love it.

And we wait…

Roger and I gasp at the same

Happy!

up as Roger snatches

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

we just named the

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

bungalow tapping on the door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I

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

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 do. And honestly, the baby never did much, but it made us

of the day as we napped,

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

me close outside the little bungalow after we’ve packed and locked up. “Next

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

like this place.

I put a hand on my stomach. “But, considering that this little guy is

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

into a grin.

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

bit. ”

laughs, wrapping an arm around my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to

his cheek as he opens my car door for

tiny luggage into the trunk

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 her to raise? She’d be

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