Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#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.

name down the

Because I love it.

And we wait…

at the

Happy!

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

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

we just named

sun came up, and then we gathered up all of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the

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 up in

wouldn’t let me eat all my meals in bed, instead insisting that I come and sit with 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

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 laugh to

we napped, and went swim and laid out in the sun. The entire time it was just…so natural, and so easy.

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

again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow after we’ve packed and locked

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

looking around. “I really like this place. Maybe

on my stomach. “But, considering that this little guy is coming along? We’re going

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

break into a grin.

“And I’m going to enjoy the process

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

” Nah, I’m going to be a very involved dad. You’ll see. You’ll barely

opens my car door for me.

Roger asks, loading our tiny luggage into

as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up with four of her own kids and as many nieces and nephews as we can

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

I say, smiling down at him and stroking my belly fondly. “We’re lucky. We’ve got a good