Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 429 – 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.

And then Roger passes another name down the bond, and I smile, because…

Because I love it.

And we wait…

Roger and I gasp at the same time as

Happy!

I say, laughing and sitting up as Roger snatches me to him, pulling me fast

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

just named the

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

food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get

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

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

a great 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 out in the sun. The entire time it was just…so natural, and so easy.

was wonderful. But after the second day, we knew we had to get back – because as much as we like

outside the little bungalow after

it sweep through

around. “I really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us

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

eyebrows raising. “And considering what the goddess said that night on the

a

eager. “And I’m going to

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

my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll

to kiss his cheek as he opens my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off

luggage into the trunk before crossing to the

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 in

he says, half serious and grinning at me as he buckles his belt

and stroking my belly fondly. “We’re lucky. We’ve got