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Accidental Surrogate Chapter 385-Long Miles

I gasp a few hours later when I see the gigantic RV that rolls up out front of the

clinic.

“Seriously?” Hanks says, crossing his arms over his chest and staring at it,

somewhere between impressed and revolted by the extravagance. “The gas

mileage on that thing must be horrible

“Ohhh,” I say, laughing and swatting him on the arm with one hand, the other

holding Rafe’s carrier where he’s already bundled and ready. “Don’t spoil my

fun, Hank – you’re just jealous because you’re not coming.”

“Yes,” Hank murmurs, giving me a good-natured side eye. “Yes, there’s

absolutely nothing I want more in the world than to be cooped up in a tin can

with Roger and Cora for forty-eight hours. You’re right.”

I laugh when I consider this point, stepping closer to Hank and wrapping him in

a one-armed hug that he’d probably rather avoid. But we’ve grown a lot closer in

the past few days, working together, and well? If he’s going to be my friend, then

he’s going to have to get used to a great deal of affection.

“You’ll be all right here when we’re gone?” I ask, pulling away.

“Ah, don’t worry about me,” Hank says with a little smirk and a shrug. You guys

have bigger things on your plate.”

“When I come back,” I say, looking at him seriously now, hoping he understands

how much he means to me – to all of us. “We’re going to do big things, okay?

Help a lot of people. With the gift, and with your skills.”

“That’s all I want, Ella,” Hank says seriously, giving me a nod and a little smile

that’s likely the most emotion I’m going to see from him anytime soon. But then

his eyes drift to Cora and Roger who come through the door of the clinic and I

know…well, I know that what Hank says about this being all he wants is a little

bit of a lie. And my heart aches for him because I know now, for sure, that he’ll

never get it.

I purse my lips a little, trying not to let him see me pity him. But he catches me in

the act.

“Don’t,” Hank sighs, shaking his head at me. “I’m good, Ella. I really am.”

“I know,” I say, putting a hand out to his shoulder. He gives me a sad little smirk

before turning back into the clinic – intent, clearly, on busying his mind so that

he doesn’t have to think about her. Cora and Roger call brief goodbyes to Hank

before coming to my side to admire the RV.

“It’s huge,” Cora says, her eyes wide.

“It’s not so big,” Roger says with a shrug. But Cora and I both roll our eyes at

him as Sinclair parks the vehicle and climbs out of the driver’s seat. Cora and I

didn’t grow up with much as kids, and we’ve certainly never been on a vacation

like this – with a whole fancy vehicle reserved just for us.

excited I

Sinclair asks, opening the door to the living compartment of the

a little metal platform that lowers itself to

that Henry can wheel

Cora’s hand and pulling her

there enough beds? Is there a kitchen? How do you

his

lift. “Just go in, Ella,” he says, nodding

stairs. “Explore. Let yourself be

suggests,

around. It’s absolutely gorgeous

so

as wide as mine as she climbs in after me.

is…amazing.”

me as we wander around the

table space,

adorable, cleverly designed bathroom that

But I really

away in

bed, and

Rafe from his carrier and groaning as I

him on the bed which is as comfortable as it

beds – ”

says, smirking at me from the doorway. “What

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

bed,” she says, her wicked

and then I groan as I remember

Roger. “Well then

there,” Sinclair says, appearing in the doorway behind

queen for me and you, and the other into a twin,

dad will take –

my head back and settling deeper into

in here with Cora and Roger? I won’t take

the baby

Roger declares, pushing past Sinclair into the

and Cora’s stuff which isn’t much, considering

to any of our possession since we left

snaps his fingers

Ella.

I need it,” I whine, pouting

says, unable to keep the mischief out of

serious. “I’m pregnant. I need my

sigh then, glaring at her for playing

I growl, making them all laugh as I huff my way

comfortable,” I say to my mate as I

him.

for a Queen,” he says, following me back

Roger and Cora

my surprise, Henry has already settled himself at the

where the passenger seat should be. He gives me

set of maps. I take a moment

the vehicle and how cleverly it’s been made accessible for

in a wheelchair.

ready?” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around my

at Rafe, still in my arms and looking happily around at all

bright lights.

it as I give him a

get there? To

get there sometime tomorrow,” Henry calls over

“Oh,” I say with surprise. “So where will

tonight?”

Sinclair says with a shrug. “We have to

of the adventure, and

to know

say, glancing out the windows. “That we’ll

don’t,” he says, placing a finger beneath my chin and turning my face back

he says softly. “You can relax. Enjoy it. You’ve

give this to you, as well

as I realize that