Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 386-The Long…Long Road

Ella

It takes me just a little over an hour to realize that…I hate road trips.

“Oh my god,” I murmur to Cora as the vibrations of the gigantic RV continue to

shake through us, making poor Rafe grumble uncomfortably. “Is it night yet?

Can we stop?”

“You’re being a baby, Ella,” my sister replies, looking up at me with a smirk,

jumping her red king over three of Roger’s black checkers and capturing them.

“It’s fun!”

“You’re only having fun because you’re kicking Roger’s ass for the third time at

that game,” I murmur, sighing as I glance out the window.

“Seriously,” Roger sighs, leaning back against the white leather of the

kitchenette’s booth. “You should quit that, Cora. For Ella’s sake – she’s trying to

enjoy herself.” He runs a frustrated hand through his hair, staring at the board.

“Yes,” Cora replies, laughing. “For Ella’s sake, I’ll go easy on you.”

“I just thought it would be prettier,” I sigh, looking out the window at the endless

highway miles. “Like, purple mountains majesty. Fruited plains. Etcetera.”

Instead, it’s just hour after hour of looking at cars, and asphalt, and the sad little

pine scrub that borders the highways.

“Maybe when we get further out,” Cora offers, hopeful. “Nah,” Roger replies,

making his next move on the checker’s board. “After the forest it’s all corn for

days.”

I groan, leaning my head back. “I hate corn.”

“No, you don’t,” Cora chides, instantly making her next move on the board and

capturing two more of Roger’s pieces. He gasps in protest and then slumps

back again.

“How are you doing this,” he murmurs, studying the board. “Are you a witch?”

“Maybe,” she says with a shrug.” Guess we have to ask mom.”

I smile at her then, bouncing my fussy baby in my arms. And I inhale a deep

breath, silently ordering myself to cheer up because even if I decidedly do not

like riding in the RV, I’m still excited to take this trip for my sister, to get her the

answers she so desperately wants.

Eventually Cora and I retire with the baby to the bedroom where Sinclair

movement of the RV

and discussing ridiculous things

find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

to it. Cora and I curl up

watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

the little sun-soaked

talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

I’ve been missing from my life since that terrible day when

broke through my window.

think it’s all really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the

sink to the horizon.

doesn’t bother to ask me what I’m talking about – she already knows.

she sighs, telling me honestly. “I think…well,

going to

have them because the next challenge is

to

to try

napping baby,

we choose wrong? I mean

our fated mates. We picked this…should we

and I look up at her in

shaking

straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I was ready

live quietly alone

hand at me in dismissal. “That was

were always going to be a mom,” she

“but…you were never going to stop

that you ended up being such a

Dominic. He opens a door for you to help thousands when he is

that was always

say, considering what she’s saying. And I guess…well,

perhaps always the life I wanted, even if I want

I wanted a

also,” she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not

my fated mate,” she says,

my eyes going wide. ” But you’re a

she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing between

really big. I don’t…know how to explain it except

that.”

bond snap into

back to me. “But

that day when we had to stop

motel.”

at her, knowing what happened that day, and she blushes

I lean forward eagerly, wanting

a little shrug.

definitive. Not I choose you as my mate. Just…that I

little jealous. I have no hesitations

know that what’s between us

own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll never have.

you ask

she says,

“Why not?”

idea. I don’t want him to tell me that

go ask -” I say simply, scooching

gasps, grabbing my