Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 429

#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…

the same time as we

Happy!

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

we did we just -” he stares at me, thrilled. Laughing, elated, I take

we just named

all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to

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

for the elaborate dinner he made. Well, elaborate for Roger, who never learned to cook. But the spread of

laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to see what he’d do. And honestly, the

blurred in with everything else we did, a usual part of the day as we napped, and went

we had to get back – because as much as we

Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the

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

really like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,”

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

what the goddess said that night

into a grin. “You’re thinking

I’m going to enjoy the process very

rolling my eyes, shoving him away a little bit. ”

we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll barely have to lift a

my car door for me. “Or, we

our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to the driver’s

her dream,” I say, rolling my eyes 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 nephews as

serious and grinning at me as he buckles his belt

say, smiling down at him and stroking my

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