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 contain

asks, opening the door to the

little metal platform that lowers

Henry can wheel

I say, taking Cora’s hand and pulling her

enough beds? Is there

laughs at me, shaking his head as

says, nodding towards the door with the short

“Explore. Let yourself be

eagerly do as my mate suggests, hurrying up the steps and gasping

around. It’s absolutely gorgeous

so shiny

wide as mine as she climbs

is…amazing.”

we wander around

with its white leather table space,

adorable, cleverly designed bathroom that makes the

allotted to it. But I really gasp when I see

away in the

bed, and plush

say, quickly unbuckling Rafe

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

beds – ”

at me from the doorway. “What do you

you’re doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, confused.

says,

groan as I remember Sinclair’s promise to

bed for her and Roger. “Well then where do I

Sinclair says, appearing in the doorway

– one into a queen for me and you, and the other into a twin,

dad will take

moan, tossing my head back and

and Roger? I won’t take

take the baby and

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

bags filled with his and Cora’s stuff which

had access to any of our possession

ground and snaps his

“Up, Ella. That’s

need it,” I whine,

mischief out of her

she’s serious. “I’m pregnant. I need

sigh then, glaring at her for playing the

all laugh as I huff

bed better be comfortable,” I say to my

him.

following me back into the main living area

giving Roger and Cora

surprise, Henry has already settled himself at the

space where the passenger seat should be. He gives me

before turning back to a set of maps. I take a

the vehicle and how cleverly it’s been made accessible

in a wheelchair.

ready?” Sinclair says, wrapping

still in my arms and looking

bright lights.

a big smile.

there?

tomorrow,” Henry calls over his

agreement. “Oh,” I say with

tonight?”

says with a shrug.

get. It’s part of the adventure,

to know

out the windows. “That we’ll be

placing a finger beneath my chin and turning my

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

let me… let me give this to

my face as I realize that