Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 389

Chapter 389: Good morning, Cora!

Ella

“Really, Cora?” I say, nudging my sister with my toe. I shake my head at my

sister’s naked sleeping form, pressed against her mate under the single little

throw blanket that’s tossed over both of them. Seriously, how are they not

freezing?

“Auntie Cora is going to be so embarrassed,” I whisper to Rafe in my arms, who

smiles at me and makes me laugh. “We are never going to let her live this down,

are we, little baby!?”

Cora blinks awake then, looking blearily around her as she lifts her head. Roger

is still senseless to the world, fully asleep beside her.

“What?” Cora murmurs, still looking around for a moment before glancing up at

me and the baby. Then, as reality snaps back to her, she gasps and clutches the

blanket tight to her chest.

“Morning, sister,” I say, smiling wickedly down at her. “Missing something?” And

then I pull her bra out from behind my back.

“Ella!” she gasps, reaching for it, though I pull it away from her.

“What!” I laugh, enjoying every second of this. “It’s not like you were keeping it

safe – I found this ten feet away, tossed at the foot of the RV! It’s the first thing I

saw at the bottom of the steps!”

“No, you didn’t!” she growls in response, reaching for it again.

“Did too!” I laugh, tossing it to her now and shaking my head with glee. ” Soooo,”

I tease, “did you guys have a good nighttttt?”

Cora just glares up at me as she struggles to get her bra back on without

dropping the blanket. After she closes the clasp behind her back she smacks

Roger on the ribs; he wakes with a gasp as she glances anxiously towards the

RV.

“Wake up,” Cora hisses. “Put your damn pants on before everyone sees -”

grinning gleefully at him.

to be

blushing hard. “Hey, Ella,” Roger says, sitting

grin, completely unabashed to have been

my

wide false grin. But then I let

shifting into

But none for you.”

“Why?” Cora ignores

her clothing and pulling them on as discreetly

can.

“If you two were going to go all Survivor on

you could have at least told us so that we could have

bed!”

Cora says, standing now in

him up. She points a finger at me before

grab her jeans. “I told you I don’t want you and Sinclair

things in my

bed is

bed!”

she shouts over her shoulder, stumbling a little as

starts to pull them up. “We

use it

at her, appalled at her selfishness, as Roger

in like a

flashing Cora a grin before striding for the RV’s

clothing scattered around the fire. “It’s way too early

wars.”

Cora’s side, bending

smiling widely at

head. “You never answered my question.

last night?”

just go,” she

the RV and ignoring me even though she can’t

“The sooner we get to the

this line of questioning.”

gleeful, chasing my sister to the RV’s door. “You

on, Cora! Tell me

cheerful morning after that, with

and Cora blushing and covering her face with her

be ashamed and happily drinking his

blanket wrapped

making Cora’s

okay that no woman can resist the sight of

man in the

groans deeply at that and stands up, stalking

shut behind her as we all laugh, perhaps

I say, still laughing and moving

diaper. “Joke’s over – put on some damn

he says, lounging back against

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