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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…

I laugh again, k**sing him, joy rippling through me as he k**ses me back. But then he pulls away a bit, staring into my eyes for a long moment before glancing up at the sky again. “But seriously,” he says, “do you think you did it?” “I honestly don’t know,” I say, looking up again…

“f**k, Cora,” he breathes, and suddenly I’m surprised to feel myself lifted, twisting against him as he sits flat on his ass with my knees on either side of his h*ps, my stomach p**ssed almost against his face as he moves one hand to his clothing, hastily breaking the b**ton and the zipper of his…

A tiny, strangled little groan escapes his throat then – not of frustration, or of annoyance, or anything like that. But simply because he can’t help it, because he, too, is a little undone at the sweetness of the idea. A daughter, one day, getting married, in a dress like this. And suddenly, as I…

I scoff, thinking that perhaps the Atalaxians need a little aggression in their lives, and start to move away from Sinclair, kicking away the blankets. But before I can get far, I hear him snarl and then feel him wrap his arm around my waist and tug me, hard, back to him. I let out…

“Come on,” Roger says, leading me into the house so we can have a better look around. He peeks into all the corners his Alpha training of course immediately going into protection mode, making sure we’re safe – as I go directly to the back wall and press the windows open. To my delight, they…

Cora As Roger drives down the dark highway, I type out a quick message to Ella on my phone: Hey! I’m going to be MIA for a couple of days. Roger and I are taking some time to ourselves. I’m sorry to leave you hanging with all the work we have to do at the…