Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 311

Chapter 311 – Cora at Home

Cora

When I wake up it’s almost eight at night and I groan, realizing that my sleep schedule is

completely wrecked. I’m reminded, suddenly, of my years as a medical resident when this sort of thing was normal – sleeping all day, taking night shifts, living moment to moment rather than a steady, scheduled life.

And quite frankly, right now? That sounds really wonderful, compared against a whole night of empty hours in which I have nothing to do but… think.

Think about what I’m doing in my life, think about my career which has gone in a really weird direction, think about my relationship…s.

About a certain kiss in the woods.

About a sweet doctor who, apparently, wants to build a life with me.

I sigh and sit up, looking around at my sterile little apartment. I never really decorated, I realize as

I look around at the grey and beige furniture, the simple linens, the charmless curtains. Everything is functional and high quality but none of it is… me?

Or is it?

I frown at my space, thinking of Ella’s sweet home that – even though Sinclair picked out most of the furniture before she moved in – still sings Ella Ella Ella in every corner. It’s warm and sweet

and comfortable. What does my space say about me?

I mean, I’m an orphan – I never had any possessions or any control over the environments in

which I lived, so where would I have learned to decorate? I never had a mother to show me how

So where did Ella…

rolling my eyes at myself, sick, again, of being jealous of my sister.

life. But sometimes she’s just so….perfect. That it makes me realize how unhappy I am, when I stand next to her.

some kind of distraction from these disquieting- thoughts. But when I pick it up the first thing I see is one of those relationships I’m trying to

Hey, Cora – how did the

You

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a text when you get up – I know you were up all night but

heard from

the messages away and click through the rest of

that there’s nothing at all from Roger. Not a peep. As I take a

I’m… I mean, this is a little pathetic, but

your apartment door…

a little bit when I see that. Hank. He’s being so sweet and I’m…well, I’m not being fair to him,

– despite what might have passed between us last night, it doesn’t change anything. And there’s a

with me? Quickly, I jump out of my bed and dash for the

get to it, I yank it open, hoping

going wide, accidentally dropping the large bag of Chinese on

sorry,” I continue, smiling at him, “I just woke up – we were up all night.

giving me his rare, warm smile. “I get it –

leaning against my door frame and gesturing towards my little apartment.

turning up a bit at the

out of the containers with the supplied chopsticks, Hank tells me all about his day. He held down the fort at the little free clinic we both work at, seeing both prospective

his story, my eyes flicking over his handsome, serious

him, something that makes me…well, makes-

me blink and focus on him. “Did you hear me?”

I’m sorry, Hank,” I say, giving him an apologetic look. “I

grab my hand, squeezing it a bit before sitting back. “I was just curious if you think Ella would want to be more involved in the clinic.”

up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical experience. Would she really be helpful there? I think that she would do

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