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.

I can

door to the living

that activates a little metal platform that lowers

that Henry can wheel onto

Cora’s hand and pulling her with me to Sinclair’s

beds? Is there a kitchen? How

just laughs at me, shaking his head as Henry maneuvers

says, nodding towards the door with the short

stairs. “Explore. Let yourself be

as my mate suggests, hurrying up the steps and gasping

I look around. It’s absolutely gorgeous inside,

is so

eyes as wide as mine as

is…amazing.”

me as we wander around the space,

its white leather table space, the

adorable, cleverly designed bathroom that makes the

allotted to it. But I really gasp when I see

away in

bed, and plush

quickly unbuckling Rafe from his carrier and groaning as I

him on the bed which is as comfortable as

beds – ”

at me

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

bed,” she says, her

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

and Roger. “Well then

appearing in the doorway behind

a queen for me and you,

dad will take –

my head back and

sleep in here with Cora and Roger?

the baby

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

filled with his and Cora’s stuff which isn’t much, considering

had access to any of our possession since we left the bunker.

the bags on the ground and snaps his fingers at me when

“Up, Ella. That’s

I

Cora says, unable to keep the mischief out of her eyes

serious. “I’m pregnant. I need

her for playing the pregnancy

making them all laugh as I

I say to

him.

back into the main living

giving Roger and Cora

Henry has already settled himself at the front of the RV,

space where the passenger seat should be. He gives

of maps.

of the vehicle and how cleverly it’s

in a wheelchair.

ready?” Sinclair says, wrapping

in my arms and looking happily around

bright lights.

as I give him a big smile. “How long

there? To

get there sometime tomorrow,” Henry calls

agreement. “Oh,” I say

tonight?”

campground somewhere,” Sinclair says with a shrug. “We

we get. It’s part of the adventure, and

for people to know where we’ll

out

beneath my

he says softly. “You can relax. Enjoy it.

let me… let me give this to

smile finds my face as I realize