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 my sister.

wants in her life. But sometimes she’s just so….perfect. That it makes me realize

I see is one of

Cora – how did the baptism go? Dinner

Cora? You

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I know you were up all night

heard from

swipe the messages away and click through the rest of

As I take a

a little pathetic,

your apartment door…

being so sweet and I’m…well, I’m not being fair to him,

even want – despite what might have passed between us last

I jump out of my bed and dash for the front door of my

I yank it open,

large bag of Chinese on the little

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

okay,” Hank says, giving me his rare, warm smile. “I get it – you had a busy night.”

you want to come in?” I ask, leaning against my door frame and

his lips turning up a bit at the corner.

of the containers with the supplied chopsticks, Hank tells me all about his day. He held down the fort at the little free clinic we both work at, seeing both prospective mothers as well as

as he tells me his story, my eyes flicking over his

twist in my stomach as I watch him, something that makes me…well, makes- me want to jump across the

he asks, making me blink and focus on him. “Did you

I say, giving him an apologetic look. “I got….lost in my thoughts a little bit. Forgive me. Can you start

okay,” he responds, giving me a little wink and reaching out to grab my hand, squeezing it a bit before sitting

respond instantly, looking down at my chicken with broccoli and picking up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical

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