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…

I gasp at the

Happy!

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 kiss him, and kiss him, and kiss

think we just

of our sandy clothes and the blanket and trooped back to the house, where we closed the doors and slept for hours and ignored

basket of food so we could eat something, and Roger went to get it while I curled further up in bed, deciding that I was

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

like that, surviving on whatever the 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 see what he’d do. And honestly, the baby never did much, but it made us

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.

wonderful. But after the second day, we knew we had to get back –

Roger murmurs, pulling me close outside the little bungalow

kiss me, let it sweep through

place. Maybe the

my stomach. “But, considering

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

a grin. “You’re

he nods, eager. “And I’m going to enjoy the process very much, Cora

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

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

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

be into that?” Roger asks, loading our tiny luggage into the trunk before crossing to the

door behind me as Roger climbs into his seat. “Ella, loaded up

at me as he buckles his belt and starts the

down at him and stroking my belly fondly. “We’re