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.

incredibly excited I can barely

door to the

button that activates a little metal platform that

Henry can

her with me to Sinclair’s side. ”

there enough beds? Is there a kitchen?

just laughs at me, shaking his

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

stairs. “Explore. Let

eagerly do as my mate suggests, hurrying up the

as I look around. It’s absolutely gorgeous

so

eyes as wide as mine as she climbs

is…amazing.”

as we wander around the

kitchenette with its white leather table space, the little living area

cleverly designed bathroom that makes the

But

away in

its king-sized bed,

I say, quickly unbuckling Rafe from his carrier and groaning as I

with him on the bed which is as comfortable as it

beds – ”

Cora says, smirking at me from

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

she says, her wicked smirk

and then I groan as I remember

Roger. “Well

Sinclair says, appearing in

and you, and

will

I moan, tossing my head back

with Cora and Roger? I

take the baby and

hell,” Roger declares, pushing

his and

access to any of our possession since we left the

the ground and snaps his fingers at me

“Up, Ella. That’s my

I whine,

unable to keep the mischief

“I’m pregnant. I need

glaring at her for playing the pregnancy

laugh as I huff

comfortable,” I say to my mate as I

him.

following me back into the main living area of

Roger and Cora

has already settled himself at the front of

where the passenger seat

to a set of maps. I take a

how cleverly it’s been made accessible

in a wheelchair.

ready?” Sinclair says, wrapping

at Rafe, still in my arms and

bright lights.

as I give him a big smile. “How long do

get there? To the

sometime tomorrow,” Henry calls

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

tonight?”

a shrug. “We have to see

the adventure,

to know

think,” I say, glancing out

he says, placing a finger beneath

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

me give

my face as I