Accidental Surrogate

Ella

“And I am leaving immediately,” Roger adds in, making us all laugh. “Seriously,” he says, “I’m useless until the kid is old enough to throw a ball. Then, it’s all Uncle Roger.” (2

I smile at him, pleased, and take his hand to squeeze it, letting him know how glad I am that he came. His eyes soften as he looks at me, and I know he feels the same.

“All right,” I say, sighing and climbing into the bed. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

Then, everyone goes to their work, Roger and Hank leaving the room and Cora sitting next to me to help me through the first steps of breastfeeding. Sinclair sits close by, clearly interested, but not interfering as Cora shows me how to help the baby latch. I feel a whole new rush of emotion as I feel him begin to suck, as I feel the milk start to flow and feed my baby.

“There,” Cora says softly, and I look at her with tears in my eyes. “See? You’re a natural.”

“Where should he sleep?” I ask, looking around, suddenly desperate. We don’t have a basinet, of course.

Cora just shrugs. “You’ll figure it out. Use your mom instincts. People were having babies for thousands of years before hospitals came to answer these questions for them about how to have their first night.” She grins a little wickedly at Sinclair and me. “I don’t think you two are going to get much sleep anyway, but…you’ll figure it out.”

I laugh a little and return my gaze to my baby, whose eyes are closed as I hold him warm against my chest. “That’s right, baby,” I whisper. “We’re going to figure it out.”

“Okay,” my sister says, standing and giving me a kiss on the forehead. “You’re a marvel, Ella,” she whispers. “Call me if you need anything. I’ll see you at the hospital tomorrow.”

I nod, but don’t look at her, instead staring at my son. My new baby, this much- and long–desired child who is finally, finally here.

I feel the weight of Sinclair’s body on the bed next to me as the door clicks shut behind Cora, but I don’t take my eyes away from Rafe as Sinclair wraps his arms around me.

“Well,” Sinclair sighs, pressing a kiss to my hair. “This is the start of a whole new era. Are you ready for it?”

my mate, eager.

feel oddly…complete. It’s more than the general happiness I feel after one of my patients safely delivers a healthy child. Of course, that’s normal, I think, considering that it’s my sister.

the knowledge that I have a new little nephew now, to raise and to help discover the world. There’s

bottom of the steps, wanting to make sure that it’s safe to leave, and begin to take a

who it belongs to. I turn, meeting Roger’s eyes.

slowly over to me, his hands sunk deep in his pockets.” Well, that’s not much of a surprise. The two lone siblings of

on my cheek, as well as hear them. “But only one of us is the daughter of a deity. I think Rafe is making out better on

a little awkward. I haven’t talked

his hand reaching for mine. I

ask, suddenly mad. “What are you even doing here? Weren’t you so

the riots, but that doesn’t mean that everyone

from him and heading down the steps

his voice full of regret.

I don’t need you

challenging me. “You don’t need help getting home?

my head at him. “Seriously? Now? You want to dig into this now, after months of

angry now. “The absolute nothing that

back at him, but he’s too

to,” Roger pushes, “how could I? You’re

my eyes going wide. “Is that the great barrier? Have you never heard of this thing called a

distance between us, his voice hurt now as well as mad. “That’s all you think it

you said. It’s the nothing that is us. There’s nothing to say.” I grit my teeth and turn then, heading back down the stairs, fast and mad, wanting to get away

to see the new dampness on my lower