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 contain

the door to

little metal platform that lowers itself to

so that Henry can wheel

say, taking Cora’s hand and pulling her with me to Sinclair’s side.

beds? Is there a kitchen? How do

laughs at me, shaking his

he says, nodding towards the door with

“Explore. Let yourself

suggests, hurrying up the steps and

around. It’s absolutely gorgeous

is so shiny

as wide as

is…amazing.”

sister comes with me as we

with its white leather table space, the

the adorable, cleverly designed bathroom that

But I really gasp when I see the

in

king-sized bed,

god,” I say, quickly unbuckling Rafe from

is as comfortable as it looks. “Oh, I missed

beds – ”

Ella,” Cora says, smirking at me from

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

my bed,” she says,

gasp, and then I groan as I remember Sinclair’s

for her and Roger. “Well then where do I

appearing in

a queen for me and you,

dad will take

back

with Cora and Roger? I

the baby and

Roger declares, pushing past Sinclair into the room

and

any of our possession since we left the bunker.

ground and snaps his fingers at me

“Up, Ella. That’s

it,” I whine,

keep the mischief out of her eyes

“I’m pregnant. I need my

sigh then, glaring at her for playing the pregnancy

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

better be comfortable,” I say to my mate as

him.

he says, following me back into the main living area of the

Roger and Cora a

surprise, Henry has already settled himself at

space where the passenger seat should be. He gives

to a set of maps. I take a moment to admire

how cleverly it’s

in a wheelchair.

ready?” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm around my shoulder

still in my arms

bright lights.

I say, meaning it as I give him a

get there? To

tomorrow,” Henry calls

“Oh,” I say with surprise.

tonight?”

a shrug. “We

the adventure, and part of staying

people to know

I say, glancing out

don’t,” he says, placing a finger beneath my

right, Ella,” he says softly. “You

me… let me give

as I realize that