Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 424 – Run Away Bride

Cora

As Roger drives down the dark highway, I type out a quick message to Ella on my phone: Hey! I’m going to be MIA for a couple of days. Roger and I are taking some time to ourselves. I’m sorry to leave you hanging with all the work we have to do at the camps will you forgive me?

I bite my lip anxiously when I press send and stare at my phone, waiting for the reply.

“Quit that,” Roger says, glancing at me.

“What?” I ask.

“Worrying about it,” he says, giving a little shrug. “She’s not your boss, Cora.”

“Yeah well, Dominic is your boss,” I point out, raising my eyebrows. “Did you even text him?”

“Nah,” he says, grinning broadly. I’ll let Ella break it to him and just face his wrath when we come back.”

“If we come back,” I say, sufficiently relaxed by his encouragement and leaning back against my chair. “Who knows. Maybe we’ll like eloping so much that we just…stay.”

“I encourage this,” Roger says, laughing. “Thoroughly. We can probably assume new identities, just completely abandon our lives and our responsibilities.”

I laugh at the idea and look at the window, the thrill and excitement of elopement still rushing through me. ” Yeah, but then we won’t get to see Rafe grow up. And little no-name here won’t have his best friend.” I run my hand passively over my stomach, sending a little pulse of happy down the bond to the baby so that he can feel my excitement along with me. But he doesn’t send anything back – probably asleep. Or whatever.

Who knows, with these magical mystery babies Ella and I have. “About that,” Roger says, glancing at me again. “Do you have ideas? For names, for the baby?”

I turn to him, surprised. “Do you know? I actually…don’t.”

her names

Sinclair,” I say, winking at him, making him laugh.

while before he speaks again. “Well, I

up straight and looking at

says, smirking and tossing me a little glare. ” I think about our child, and his

grinning. “What names are off

he says, immediate, and I burst

“Why Edgar?”

says, serious. “Any name with ‘gar’ in it is mean to a little kid. And

this, agreeing. “All right, Edgar’s off

for a second and I reach out, shoving his shoulder a little. “Tell

on his most stubborn expression. “You’ll accuse me of being sentimental. I want this to be a discussion, so you have to come up with

say, rolling my eyes but unable to keep myself from smiling at my secretly-sweet mate. “That’s the most sentimental idea I’ve ever heard so much more

give this discussion to me as a mating gift,” he says, nodding. “I

Whatever the groom wants on his wedding day – that’s what they say, isn’t

the night. Roger reaches out and takes

about this too, feeling sentimental and excited and thrilled. Even if I haven’t been looking forward to this evening for

out of the car and look at the tiny little beach cottage sitting before us. It’s lit from within by warm yellow light – I had the owner come and open it up for us so that it would be cozy when we got here. The whole house is probably as big as our living room and kitchen

I knew

says, turning to grin at me over the roof of the car. I smile right back at him, so pleased that he

to the trunk to get our bags and me moving to the door of the little bungalow with the white box under my arm, punching in the code to unlock it. When Roger

house that I’ve ever seen. There’s a little kitchen space off to our left, and a sofa off to the right, but the majority of the house is

see him blinking in surprise. I grin and follow his gaze to the beautiful bed decked out with white linens and beyond it the wall of windows that looks directly out onto the beach, and beyond that, the ocean. “Wow, Cora,” he says again, and I look up to see him smiling down at

“Do you like it?”

he murmurs, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Do you