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…

myself, sick, again, of being jealous

I’m so happy she has what she wants in her life. But sometimes she’s just

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

– how did the baptism go? Dinner

You okay?

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text when you get up – I know you were

from

swipe the messages away and click through the

there’s nothing at all from Roger. Not a peep. As I take a deep breath and check my email, another message from Hank pops up.

I mean, this is a little

your apartment door…

heart twinges a little bit when I see that. Hank. He’s being

I’m holding a space for Roger, one he doesn’t even want – despite what might have passed between us last night, it doesn’t change anything.

of my bed and dash for the front door of my apartment.

get to it, I yank it open, hoping

of Chinese on the little mail table I

cheerful. “I’m so sorry,” I continue, smiling at him, “I just woke up – we were up all

his rare, warm smile. “I get

in?” I ask, leaning against my door frame and gesturing towards my little apartment. “I am…well, I am starving,

his lips turning up a bit at the corner. “That

He held down the fort at the little free clinic we both work at, seeing both prospective mothers as well as general ailments

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

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

focus on him.

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

squeezing it a bit before sitting back. “I was just curious if you think Ella would want to be more involved

the clinic,” I respond instantly, looking 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 got a big heart,

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