Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 312

#Chapter 312 – Cora at Home

Cora

When I wake up it’s almost eight at night and I groan, realizing that my sleep schedule is

completely wrecked. I’m reminded, suddenly, of my years as a medical resident when this sort of thing was normal – sleeping all day, taking night shifts, living moment to moment rather than a steady, scheduled life.

And quite frankly, right now? That sounds really wonderful, compared against a whole night of empty hours in which I have nothing to do but… think.

Think about what I’m doing in my life, think about my career which has gone in a really weird direction, think about my relationship…s.

About a certain kiss in the woods.

About a sweet doctor who, apparently, wants to build a life with me.

I sigh and sit up, looking around at my sterile little apartment. I never really decorated, I realize as

I look around at the grey and beige furniture, the simple linens, the charmless curtains. Everything is functional and high quality but none of it is… me?

Or is it?

I frown at my space, thinking of Ella’s sweet home that – even though Sinclair picked out most of the furniture before she moved in – still sings Ella Ella Ella in every corner. It’s warm and sweet

and comfortable. What does my space say about me?

I mean, I’m an orphan – I never had any possessions or any control over the environments in

which I lived, so where would I have learned to decorate? I never had a mother to show me how

So where did Ella…

at myself, sick, again, of being jealous of

wants in her life. But sometimes she’s just so….perfect.

phone, seeking some kind of distraction from these disquieting- thoughts. But when I pick it up the first thing I see is one of those

did the

Cora? You okay?

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text when you get up – I know you were up all night but I’m worried that

from

I swipe the messages away and click through the rest

As I take a deep breath and check my email, another message from

a little pathetic,

your apartment door…

bit when I see that. Hank. He’s being so

one he doesn’t even want – despite what might have passed between us last night, it doesn’t change anything. And there’s a man standing outside

jump out of my bed and dash for the

to it, I yank

bag of Chinese on the little mail

so sorry,” I continue, smiling at him, “I just woke up –

giving me his rare, warm smile. “I

frame and gesturing towards my little

up a bit at the corner. “That

eating right out of the containers with the supplied chopsticks, Hank tells me all about his day. He held down the fort at the little free

with some tricky cases. I watch Hank closely as he tells me his story, my eyes flicking

stomach as I watch him, something that makes me…well, makes- me want to jump

focus

myself to listen to his words. Then, I grimace a little. I’m sorry, Hank,” I say, giving him an apologetic look. “I got….lost

to grab my hand, squeezing it a bit before sitting back. “I was just curious if you think Ella

down at my chicken with broccoli and picking up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical experience. Would she really be helpful there? I think that she would do anything – but she’s

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