Surrogate For Alpha Dom

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 can barely

Sinclair asks, opening the door to the living compartment

button that activates a little

that Henry can wheel

Cora’s hand and pulling her with me to Sinclair’s side. ” Is

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

me, shaking his head as Henry maneuvers

“Just go in, Ella,” he says, nodding towards the door with

Let yourself be

mate suggests, hurrying up the

again as I look around. It’s absolutely gorgeous

is so shiny

her eyes as wide as

is…amazing.”

sister comes with me as we

its white leather table space,

the adorable, cleverly designed bathroom that

to it. But I really gasp when I see

away in the

king-sized bed,

god,” I say, quickly unbuckling Rafe from his carrier and

the bed which is as comfortable

beds – ”

Cora says, smirking at me from

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

my bed,” she says,

as I

her and Roger. “Well then where do

in the doorway behind

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

dad will take –

I moan, tossing my head back and settling deeper

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

the

hell,” Roger declares, pushing past Sinclair into the room

and Cora’s stuff which isn’t much,

our possession since we left the bunker.

the ground and snaps his fingers at me when

Ella. That’s

need it,” I whine, pouting

says, unable to keep the mischief out

“I’m pregnant. I

her for playing

as I huff my way back to the living

bed better be comfortable,” I say to my mate as I

him.

he says, following me back into the main living area

and Cora a moment

my surprise, Henry has already settled himself at the front of

space where the passenger seat should be. He

of maps. I take a moment to admire

cleverly it’s

in a wheelchair.

wrapping

my arms and looking

bright lights.

him a big smile. “How long do you

get there? To

probably get there sometime tomorrow,”

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

tonight?”

a shrug. “We have to see

the adventure, and part of staying anonymous.

people to know

I say, glancing out the

a finger beneath my

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

me give this to you, as well as

soft smile finds my face as I realize that