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.

then Roger passes another name down the bond, and I

Because I love it.

And we wait…

the same time

Happy!

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

think we just

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

door, bringing us a basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger

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

landlord brought us every day in baskets and otherwise laying in bed talking, making each other laugh, sending messages to the baby when he was awake to

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

do this again, yes?” Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow after we’ve packed and locked up. “Next

me, let it sweep

like this place. Maybe the owner will let us buy it,” Roger murmurs, looking fondly at the

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

Roger says, his eyebrows raising. “And considering what

a grin. “You’re thinking

a bunch more,” he nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy

a little bit. ” You just make the babies, I’ll grow them, and

an arm around my shoulder as we head for the car. ” Nah, I’m going to be a very

opens my car door for me. “Or, we can just pass them all off

luggage into the trunk before crossing to the driver’s

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

half serious and grinning at me as he buckles his belt and starts the

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