Chapter 297 – Home with Baby

Ella

I hear Sinclair sigh heavily next to me, murmuring “Ella…”

But I ignore him, my eyes fasted on Hank, who blushes a deep red at the door and looks down at his shoes. I don’t say a word, though, or make this any easier on him. Instead, I wait patiently for an answer.

“Cora is,” he murmurs, awkward, “very special to me…

“I would imagine so,” I reply, my voice harder than I think I expected it to be. “She’s a very special person.”

Hank sighs and raises his eyes seriously to mine. I hold his gaze steadily.

“I’m very serious about Cora,” he says evenly. “I want to build a life with her. But we are moving…slowly. We both want to make sure that this is right.”

My heart warms when I hear him say that he wants to build a life with her, but still – what does that mean? I hold my baby closer to me and shift in my seat.

“And do you want to have childre-”

“Ella!” Sinclair bursts in, his voice angry, a hand on my arm.

“What!” I cry, turning to him with a frown. “It’s a legitimate question!”

“It’s none of your business!” He hisses back to me, his eyes wide and appalled.

my sister’s business is

open my mouth to object to my mate business, after all

my

eyes flicking between Sinclair and

an end. I

he says with finality, letting Sinclair know he’s free from my interrogation. “We’ll look forward

scowl as Hank leaves the room, my eyes on

admonishing. I look into his eyes, still

Roger because she thinks he wants children they can’t have. If

processes this information. “And what’s

didn’t let me get

wanted.

considering it. “Actually, I don’t know…” He brings his eyes back

settling back onto the pillows. “If they’re all too stupid enough to not talk

back on

response, smiling down at my baby. Then, I kiss him on his little head. “Don’t worry, baby,” I

doesn’t bother to counter me. He knows it would

by the time we finally get home, all three of us exhausted by the activities of the day. But Cora finally gave us the go–ahead when Rafe’s final set of tests

when I see the variety of gift baskets and flowers waiting for us. “Oh,” I

from friends and well–wishers. See?” He points to one filled with hand–drawn cards set neatly around a fluffy teddy bear. “This one’s from James

filled with sharp tears. “Oh, I miss them…” I bite my lip against the sudden rush of feelings, overwhelmed by all the love in the room when I’ve been so distracted –

and I towards the stairs. “We’re way too tired for this – if you get into all

I cry, looking over my shoulder at it as Sinclair guides me up the stairs, a steady hand on my back. “Rafe’s first teddy – we

there in the morning,” Sinclair

to his wisdom and allowing myself to be shepherded upstairs. When we reach the

mate.

he murmurs, taking my chin between his fingers, exhausted but wanting to be there for me. “What

the baby. “Just…we’re bringing him home for the first time, Dominic. Putting him to sleep in his own little bed. It’s just…” I shrug, not really knowing how to put all of my emotions into words.

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