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.

so incredibly excited I

the door to the living compartment of

a little metal platform that

Henry can wheel onto

I say, taking Cora’s hand and pulling her with me

enough beds? Is there a

shaking his head

in, Ella,” he says, nodding towards the

Let yourself be

eagerly do as my mate suggests, hurrying up the

as I look around. It’s absolutely

is so

wide as mine as she climbs in

is…amazing.”

we wander around the space, admiring

kitchenette with its white leather table space, the

that, the adorable, cleverly designed bathroom that makes the

to it. But

in the back

bed,

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

which is as

beds – ”

me from the doorway. “What do

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

says, her

then I groan as I remember

and Roger. “Well then

there,” Sinclair says, appearing in

for me and you, and the other into

will

I moan, tossing my head back

in here with Cora and Roger? I won’t

take the baby and

chance in hell,” Roger declares, pushing past

with his and Cora’s

had access to any of our possession

ground and snaps his fingers at me

“Up, Ella.

I whine, pouting at

to keep the mischief out

serious. “I’m pregnant. I

at her for playing the

I

comfortable,” I say to

him.

says, following me back into the main living

and Cora a moment

Henry has already settled himself at the front of

passenger seat should

to a set of maps.

the vehicle and how cleverly it’s been made accessible

in a wheelchair.

says, wrapping an arm around

in my arms and looking happily around at all

bright lights.

say, meaning it as I give him a big smile. “How long do you think

there? To

tomorrow,”

say with surprise. “So where

tonight?”

says with a

the adventure, and part

for people to know where we’ll be

say, glancing out the

placing a finger beneath my chin and turning

softly.

give this to you,

soft smile finds my face as I