Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 386: By the Fire

Ella

The trip improves by leaps and bounds the moment we stop at the campground for the night.

“Finally,” I sigh, taking a deep breath of the fresh air as I climb down the steps of the RV, my

baby curled in my arm and looking around him with bright and interested eyes. “It’s good to be on

steady ground again.”

“Remind me never to take you on a boat,” Sinclair murmurs, coming down the stairs behind me.

If you didn’t like this…you won’t respond well to that.”

“Yes sir,” I say passively, smiling down at the baby, who frees one of his arms and reaches out

into the cool evening air, clasping his fingers at a firefly who passes close by. I don’t mention that

I liked the sea voyage to the desert much more than I liked this, even though the accommodations

weren’t as nice.

“What about this?” Sinclair murmurs as he steps down the final step and comes to stand behind

me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I smile as I lean back against his chest. “Is the forest

an improvement?”

I look around our isolated campsite, lit with grey and blue tones in the dying light of the day. I

smile at what I see, appreciating the cool air and the blinking light of the fireflies that float lazily

through the space.

“Yes,” I say with a decisive nod. “This will do quite well.”

“Good,” Sinclair replies, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before releasing me and moving to a luggage compartment low on the RV. I watch as he opens it and begins pulling out camping gear – chairs, a cooler, some bags with extra snacks and bug spray.

“Oh!” I say, surprised by it all as my mate begins to set it all up around a burned-out ring where a

fire goes. “Oh, we’re very prepared.”

“Of course we are,” Roger says, climbing out of the RV with Cora behind him. When he reaches. the ground, Roger flicks the switch that prepares Henry’s little elevator. “We’re always ready to go

glamping in this family.”

I laugh at the term, settling into a chair that Sinclair waves me towards, smiling down at the baby “What do you think, Rafe?” I whisper to him “Do you like glamping?” He gives a happy little coo in response and I laugh, grinning up at his father. “I think that’s a yes

“Kid has taste,” Sinclair says, winking at me as he continues his work

around a ! much faster than I thought was possible and ! anile as

cook,” Henry whispers, leaning over to Cora and

they’re

protests, his eyes

us laugh. “If I’m making food, it’s grilled.

is gonna eat a lot of hotdogs,” I murmur to

sighing. Then she looks over at me from her chair next to mine. “You know I can’t cook

can make them hire us chefs,” I consider.

nothing and everything, chatting lightly about what we’ll be doing in our mutual future but not touching on any of the big, scary subjects that lurk behind the conversation. We all know that they’re there, after all – and we all simultaneously decide to leave

tonight is just about laughter, and fun, and spending

to a crisp just the way I like it. “Oh my god,” I murmur, closing my eyes as I chew. “This

to get

shaking my head and refusing to open my eyes as I

comes and lifts Rafe from my arms I let him, wanting to be alone. with my s’more anyway Cora, Roger, and Henry laugh as well as Sinclair walks Rafe away from me, apologizing in a loud murmur for how messy and inconsiderate his mother is I

and look around at my family, watching them quietly Henry watches Sinclair and his grandchild while Cora and

here Cora says, wrapping her arms around herself and smiling around at our dark Camp 7 didn’t think I’d like sitting outside in the dink by a tie

dark

Roger murs to sing a hand to play

murmurs

at the stars and then turning her head to look

him.

own smile from crossing my face as

that

I can, I stand up from my little camping chair and send a pulse down

and I nod my head first towards the RV and then

who begin talking quietly. My mate follows my gaze and then nods

father and puts a hand on his

one, as stealthily as we can – which is

into the RV with a noisy platform – the three of us and the baby make our

alone by the fire to

talking about,” I say to Sinclair

curled in

window at Roger and Cora through the tinted

spy?” he says, coming to sit with

our own moment, rolls his way back to

some television, though we both know

my mate and reaching for my baby, who

know I

know,” he murmurs, slipping his

warmly against hin, resting his chin on my shoulder so that

details of

not,” I say, still peering out at them. “Roger’s hot. He probably has had lots of

girlfriend drama -”

hot?” Sinclair asks, his body going stiff behind me, just

I ask, turning

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