Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 426

Chapter 426 – Under the Moon

Cora

After I dress, I surprise myself by feeling a little shy as I reach for the door to the bathroom to go back to the tiny bedroom where Roger’s waiting or me.

Because, I mean, it’s no secret why we’re here. And Roger’s not stupid – he probably figured out what I was doing when I went into the bathroom with a big white box.

But still – it’s always something, isn’t it? Anticipating what it might be like when the man you love sees you in your wedding dress for the first time. And as I think it, quite suddenly, I can’t wait.

I pull the bathroom door open and step back into the bedroom, my eyes instantly going to Roger, standing by the open doors to the beach, the ocean air lifting his hair lightly in the breeze.

And, as I knew they would be, his eyes are already on me. Because he was waiting. And my face bursts into a grin as his expression goes slack.

I feel it all down the bond, which is open to me right now. His awe, and his pride – his love, his desire, the overwhelming swell of pleasure that comes from seeing how beautiful he thinks I look right now on this night – in this dress

“Cora,” he says, the sound of my name rough as it works its way from his tight throat. But it’s the only word he can manage, lifting a hand to cover his mouth and shaking his head at me, just staring.

I turn a little so that I’m facing him completely, still smiling so hard my face might start aching if I keep this up for much longer.

“So, you like it?” I ask, twisting a little so that he can see more of the dress, see how the beadwork catches the light of the fire and makes the dress look incandescent in the glowing dark of this little bedroom.

chest, his only answer. And I burst out laughing and cross the room to him, holding

intricacies of the dress for himself, as well as the contrast it presents to the bare skin of my back, my

a step back. “I don’t know what I want I can’t pick – do I want you close, so I can keep my hands on you? Or far away, so I can see again how beautiful you look? God, Cora – this dress was made for you –

my arms around his waist. “I liked

it’s perfect,” he sighs. “It’s just a shame that I’m going to have to rip

my hands defensively clutching

I’m going to be able to help

swatting at him. “And you will respect the dress! It is precious to

because I myself now am on the verge of saying something very

quirking up

and looking down, shaking

real intention of letting Roger be the boss of our lives, like Ella and Sinclair – his gentle fingers under my chin, turning my face up to him, persuade more completely. “Please. I

quiet, staring up at my gorgeous mate, “I never had a mom with a wedding

throat then – not of frustration, or of annoyance, or anything like that. But simply because he can’t help it, because he, too,

him, I know that we’re both thinking the same thought: that we

his commitment to me, to us, and to our future. It sweeps

begins to move backwards then, slowly guiding me to the bed, but as I realize the direction of his intentions I pull away, glancing towards

asks,

me until this very moment. And then

there’s nothing that

my head, utterly convinced. “Please – I…I’m sure

a little, not really understanding but not caring much. He gives a quick shrug and then turns to the bed, yanking the duvet off the top and wrapping it into a ball. Then, he passes it to me. Confused,

it, and I nod towards the beach, and the sea, and the sky – knowing, for some reason, that we

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