Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 276: Ella Gets Hungry 

Sinclair

I wake, a few hours later, jumping up straight the moment I realize that Elle n’t next to me

She had drifted off to sleep hours ago after a simple dinner and a movie marathon. While she dozed next to me, I’d spent most of the late hours of the night answered the stack of emails piling up in my inbox and watching her sleep from the corner of my eye. But now, when my eyes peeked open for just a moment after maybe two hours of sleep?

Gone

I hurl the sheets off of me, getting to my feet in a flash, my head whipping around as I search the empty room for her with all of my senses. But my eyes tell me that she’s not here, and my nose

Her scent is dull, but not stale She hasn’t been gone long

A growl starts in my chest as I stalk from the room, looking through the empty hallways for my mate, desperate to find her. She was on bed rest, damn it – where the hell else would she be except bed? Unless

Unless, something had happened – but she’d have woken me –

Or she’d been kidnapped – but there’s no way I’d have slept through that.

I follow her scent quickly, my anger intensifying as I realize that it leads me down stairs. God damn it, the doctor expressly forbid her from stairs. I pound down the staircase hurrying through the hall and slamming open the kitchen door –

But then, she’s suddenly there. Seated alone at the kitchen table in the dark, surrounded by a pile of food, her eyes wide.

she’s been caught and lowering the piece of cold fried

you doing down here?” She looks up at me with

obvious.

I don’t let her off the hook. “The doctor told

go far!”

told you not to go down

to go up stairs. And I slid down on my butt to be extra careful! It was totally

my eyes shut. “Ella,” I whisper

was hungry!” she

could have gotten you food! Anything you wanted! I would

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She shakes her gently at me. “You can’t be at my beck and call like this- not for something simple like a trip to the kitchen

up at me like a little kid who

the ends of her lovely rose–gold hair. I’m starting to calm now, realizing that my panic, while not precisely

me a big smile and reaching for an Oreo, popping

pull a chair out for myself, sitting next to her. She hasn’t won – not yet but…well, I can’t really resist the sight

absolutely all over the place – fried chicken, pasta salad, cakes, wasabi–dipped peanuts,

out, I wanted it all.” I grimace as she takes a bite of the licorice, ripping it off with her teeth

with a laugh, shaking my head. “No, Ella,” I insist. “You can’t move into the pantry like a mouse. We’ll just make sure you have a better selection upstairs. Maybe we can hire someone…” I drift off into my thoughts, trying to think

running a hand down my face and rubbing my eyes with my thumb

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