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

not feel the movement of the RV as

maps and

things. they find endlessly

it. Cora and

watching movies, and

baby between us.

the little

laughing and talking with my sister, reconnecting with her

missing from my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

ask her in a quiet moment as the sun

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking about – she already

she sighs, telling me honestly. “I

going to have

we have them because the next challenge is always

have to fight to make that

going to try to

napping baby, trailing a little

ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I

our fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and

smiling and shaking her head at

was a nanny – I was ready to be

to live quietly alone with my

she says, waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That

Ella, always. Yes, you were always going to be a

her head to the side, “but…you

it kind of makes sense that you ended up being such a good

door for you to help thousands when he is

that was always your

she’s saying. And I

this was perhaps always the life I wanted,

sometimes that I

also,” she adds, her voice dropping

fated mate,” she says,

I ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re a

says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

head. “It feels really big. I don’t…know

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap into place?”

back to me. “But

in that rainstorm – that day when we

motel.”

her, knowing what happened that day, and she blushes a little and

forward eagerly,

Cora replies, giving a

I choose you as my

jealous.

what’s between

But still – it’s

“did you ask

says,

“Why not?”

sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t want him

ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the

gasps,