Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 387

The trip improves by leaps and bounds the moment we stop at the campground for the night.

“Finally,” I sigh, taking a deep breath of the fresh air as I climb down the steps of the RV, my baby curled in my arm and looking around him with bright and interested eyes. “It’s good to be on steady ground again.”

“Remind me never to take you on a boat,” Sinclair murmurs, coming down the stairs behind me. “If you didn’t like this…you won’t respond well to that.”

“Yes sir,” I say passively, smiling down at the baby, who frees one of his arms and reaches out into the cool evening air, clasping his fingers at a firefly who passes close by. I don’t mention that I liked the sea voyage to the desert much more than I liked this, even though the accommodations weren’t as nice.

“What about this?” Sinclair murmurs as he steps down the final step and comes to stand behind me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I smile as I lean

back against his chest. “Is the forest an improvement?”

I look around our isolated campsite, lit with grey and blue tones in the dying light

of the day. I smile at what I see, appreciating the cool air and the blinking light of

the fireflies that float lazily through the space.

“Yes,” I say with a decisive nod. “This will do quite well.”

“Good,” Sinclair replies, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before releasing

me and moving to a luggage compartment low on the RV, I watch as he opens it

and begins pulling out camping gear chairs, a cooler, some bags with extra

snacks and bug spray.

“Oh!” I say, surprised by it all as my mate begins to set it all up around a burnedout ring where a fire goes. “Oh, we’re very prepared.”

“Of course we are,” Roger says, climbing out of the RV with Cora behind him.

When he reaches the ground, Roger flicks the switch that prepares Henry’s little

elevator. “We’re always ready to go glamping in this family.”

I laugh at the term, settling into a chair that Sinclair waves me towards, smiling

down at the baby. “What do you think, Rafe?” I whisper to him. “Do you like

glamping?” He gives a happy little coo in response and I laugh, grinning up at

his father. “I think that’s a yes.”

“Kid has taste,” Sinclair says, winking at me as he continues his work. We’re all

settled around a fire much faster than I thought was possible and I smile as I

watch Sinclair and Roger set a little grill across it, apparently preparing to make

us our dinner as well.

“They only cook,” Henry whispers, leaning over to Cora and I and giving us a

smile, “when it’s outdoors. Otherwise, they’re not interested.”

“Not true!” Sinclair protests, his eyes still on the fire.

“Absolutely true!” Roger chimes in, making us laugh. “If I’m making food, it’s

grilled. Otherwise I’m getting takeout.”

“Guess your baby is gonna eat a lot of hotdogs,” I murmur to Cora.

Then she looks over

“You know

hire us chefs,” I

the idea, and

the night the family

everything, chatting

mutual future but not touching on any of the big, scary subjects

the conversation. We all know that they’re

to leave them untouched for the

about laughter, and fun, and spending

into a smore that Sinclair hands

like it. “Oh

so good, I can

dripping,” Sinclair laughs, you’re going to

baby – ”

my head

bite. “He won’t mind

comes and lifts Rafe from my

be alone with my s’more anyway. Cora, Roger,

away from me, apologizing in

his mother is. I wave a hand at him, dismissing

his words, knowing that he’s kidding

and look around

Henry watches Sinclair and his grandchild while

to each other, not talking but clearly

wrapping her arms around

think I’d like sitting outside in the dark

as much as this.”

there?” Roger murmurs, raising

as he smiles at

she says, looking up at the stars and

Roger, beaming at him.

my own smile from crossing my face

each other, I decide that that’s

stand up from my little camping chair and send a pulse

bond with Sinclair. He looks up at me, curious and I nod my head

then towards Roger and Cora, who begin talking

nods his understanding.

hand on his back, leaning down to speak a

by one, as stealthily as we can – which

lifted into the RV with

our way back into the little mobile house, leaving

alone by the fire to have a moment

they’re talking about,” I say

the door shut behind him,

the little kitchen nook, peering

through the tinted window.

that their business, little spy?” he says, coming

perhaps wanting to give us our

some excuse about wanting to watch some

we both know

at my mate

into my arms. “But you know I always want to

you know,” he murmurs, slipping his arms low around

I warmly against him, resting his chin on my

he too can look out at Cora and Roger, “I never

of my brother’s love life until you

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