Ella

The four of us spent the next few hours talking, eventually ordering quite a bit of takeout and making some complicated plans while Sinclair ate his weight in Chinese food. The sight of him eating pleased me to no end, but eventually I could see him running out of steam.

“All right,” I say quietly, looking significantly at Cora and Roger. “I think….we have enough to go on for now. We can pick up again tomorrow.”

“What?” Sinclair asks, frowning around at us though I can see him stifling a yawn. “We have so much to do -”

“Enough,” I say significantly, placing my little hand over his larger one. “You’re still exhausted, Dominic.”

He frowns at me and opens his mouth, ready to fight, but I shake my head once. “Tomorrow,” I say, my voice a command. He narrows his eyes at me but I stand strong. “I understand, Dominic. I know it’s in your nature to tear the world apart in the effort to make it all better as fast as you can. But please, for me, can you start tomorrow?”

He hesitates but sees the sorrow and worry in my face and, slowly, nods. “This is the last day you get to boss me around, trouble,” he growls, not happy about it. “Tomorrow, I’m in charge again.”

“I’ll take it,” I say, leaning forward to give him a kiss on the cheek, Rafe curled happily in my

arms.

“I think it’s a good plan,” Roger says, yawning himself and stretching his arms. He and Cora stand up and he wraps an arm around her waist, smiling down at her. “Ready for bed, little mate?”

“Sure, little mate,” Cora replies, grinning up at him, knowing precisely what she’s doing.

“What?” Roger says with a start, frowning down at her. “That doesn’t work, Cora – you’re the little one -”

“But it’s sweet!” she says, pretending to be innocent and making me grin. “I’m little mate, you’re little mate

“I’m not hittle,” he growls

And as she turns to head out of the rucm Roger growls, storming after her, and laugh a little to

door “She knows just how to push

side of the bed. “Do you need to be kept

dominant register I like so much. “I am always in charge, Ella.

The hum in Sinclair’s chest deepens as he pulls me a little

“Baby’s still up,” I say, nodding down at him. “And you need your rest. I’m going to take him for a little walk around

with you,” Sinclair says, starting to stand up, but I put a hand out

asking him to stop.

beg, letting him see my sincerity in my eyes. “I promise, tomorrow you can go full steam and I won’t

against the pillows, but I can see the tired lines settle onto

remote closer

that his mind doesn’t spin while

back soon?” he

promise, nodding. Although I

know Sinclair

is asleep

kiss my mate again and, with a final squeeze of his hand, slip

turn to find

I knew he

get to work?” he asks, quirking an

with a sigh, squaring my shoulders. Then Hank passes me a cloth baby carrier and 1 let him hold

at

say, nodding to my friend

the pan who were hurt either in the

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