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

asks, opening the door to the

a button that activates a little metal platform that lowers itself to

so that Henry can wheel onto

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

Is there a

laughs at me, shaking his

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

stairs. “Explore. Let yourself be

my mate suggests, hurrying up

again as I look around. It’s absolutely gorgeous

is so

as

is…amazing.”

we wander around the space,

with its white leather table space,

the adorable, cleverly designed bathroom

allotted to it. But I really gasp when I

in the back

king-sized bed, and plush downy

unbuckling Rafe from his carrier and groaning as I

which is as comfortable

beds – ”

me from the doorway. “What do you

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

bed,” she says,

groan as

Roger. “Well then where do

Sinclair says, appearing in the doorway behind Cora. “The

for me and you, and

dad will

head back and settling deeper into

sleep in here with Cora and Roger?

take the

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

his and

of our

the ground and snaps his fingers at

“Up, Ella. That’s my

I need it,” I whine, pouting

to keep the mischief

serious. “I’m pregnant. I need my

sigh then, glaring at her

all laugh as I huff my way back to

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

him.

me back into the

giving Roger and

Henry has already settled himself at the front of the

space where the passenger seat should be. He gives me

a set of

vehicle and how cleverly it’s been

in a wheelchair.

two ready?” Sinclair says, wrapping an arm

still in my arms and looking happily around at

bright lights.

it as I give him a big smile. “How

there? To the

tomorrow,” Henry calls over

say with surprise. “So where will

tonight?”

Sinclair says with a shrug. “We have to see

we get. It’s part of the adventure,

for people to know

think,” I say, glancing out

he says, placing a finger beneath my chin and turning my face back

Ella,” he says softly. “You can relax. Enjoy it.

– let me… let me give this to you,

my face as I realize