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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 can barely contain

asks, opening the door to the living compartment of the

that activates a little metal platform that lowers itself

so that Henry can wheel

pulling her with

Are there enough beds? Is there a

me, shaking his head

in, Ella,” he says, nodding towards the door with the

“Explore. Let yourself be

suggests, hurrying up

around.

is so

wow,” Cora says, her eyes as wide as mine as she

is…amazing.”

we wander around the space,

white leather table space, the little living

after that, the adorable, cleverly designed bathroom that makes the

to it. But I really gasp when I see the

in

king-sized bed,

I say, quickly unbuckling Rafe from

with him on the bed which is as comfortable as it looks. “Oh,

beds – ”

says, smirking at me from the doorway. “What do you

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

my bed,” she says, her

as I remember Sinclair’s promise to her

and Roger. “Well

says, appearing in

– one into a queen for me and you,

will take

tossing my head back and settling deeper into

Roger? I won’t

take the baby and

hell,” Roger declares, pushing past Sinclair into the

and Cora’s stuff

access to any of our possession since we left the

on the ground and snaps his fingers

“Up, Ella.

need it,” I whine, pouting at

unable to keep the mischief out of

pregnant. I need

then, glaring at her for

laugh as I huff my way back to

comfortable,” I say to my mate

him.

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

and Cora a moment

surprise, Henry has already settled himself

a space where the passenger seat

a set of maps. I take a

vehicle and how cleverly it’s been made accessible for

in a wheelchair.

says, wrapping an arm

in my arms and looking happily around at

bright lights.

I give him a big smile.

get there? To the

sometime tomorrow,” Henry calls

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

tonight?”

says with a shrug. “We have

the adventure,

to know

say, glancing out

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

“It’s all right, Ella,” he says softly. “You can relax. Enjoy it. You’ve

me give this to you,

as I realize that