Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 312: Reinforcements

Cora

Hank and I are tangled in the sheets of my bed, talking softly to each other about nothing, when suddenly I hear a pounding on my door – a dangerous, feral, fervent sound.

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“What the hell is that,” Hank gasps, sitting up and whipping his head to look towards the front of

my apartment.

“I–I don’t know “I stutter, fear racing through me. The pounding halts for a moment and we both sit there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Then, suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.

“Cora!” it shouts, and my jaw drops a little because…well, because I know that voice. “Open the

damn door, Cora!”

“Oh my god,” I murmur, standing up and wrapping my naked body in my sheets – weirdly bashful in this moment. As I do, the pounding starts again.

“Do you know who it is?” Hank asks, hurriedly getting out of bed and pulling his pants on

“Yes,” I breathe, quickly switching the sheets for my robe hanging on the back of my door and

then rushing through the living room. “It’s fucking…”

But Hank, standing at the doorway to my bedroom, sees for himself the moment I pull the door

open.

Roger’s fist is still raised as my door flies open, but he drops it as he glares down at me.

he growls, storming past me into the

pho-

moment he sees Hank standing in the doorway to my bedroom, pulling on his shirt. And then Roger turns slowly and looks at me, taking me

doing here, Roger?!” I hiss, filling the void that his silence left as I slamming the door shut and stalking forward to give him a shove.

snapping out of his shock and turning his attention to me as he blatantly

hour –”

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it and see that Roger is right that Ella has been calling me for the past hour, as well as sending texts. I quickly flick through them, glancing

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throat. I can’t grasp the whole situation – but

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me and wrapping his hand around my upper arm, “but they need you. It’s something about the sperm bank, they think they want

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mayo!?

yells. “God, Cora, let’s go – you can ask all of these questions in the

my arm from his hand and glare at him as I move towards my bedroom door, giving Hank a not–too–gentle nudge back into the bedroom and closing the door

I hand Hank my phone as I move to my dresser. “Can you

deems less important. Overall I get the gist and my heart wrenches to think of what my sister is

door, interrupting one of Hank’s readings. “Seriously!? What’s taking so long!

mutter as I pull on my sneakers, not bothering to tie the laces. Then, I stand up,

my cheek and looking into my eyes. “Are you going to be all

his and shaking my head a little. “Thank you,

comes again and I realize, suddenly, that of course Roger has

door, hate in my eyes, but then I nod towards it. “Come on,” I say, moving away from Hank. “We’d better get moving before he rips

to rip it down,” I hear Roger growl, disgruntled, but I just roll my eyes and pull the door

breezing past him.

keep up with me. We pass through the door

smile as I lean down to lock my apartment door. “For the food and…the nice time.”

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