#Chapter 283 – Zoom zoom
Sinclair
A crash sounds upstairs. The second one today. I groan and put my head in my hand, honestly not wanting to know.
“Dominic?” I hear my mate call, requesting my a*sistance. I press my eyes shut, ignoring her for just…just one minute. “Dominic!”
“Seriously,” Roger murmurs, looking towards the door. “What were you thinking, letting her put this insane plan into action?”
I drop my hand and glare at my brother. “Ask me that again when you’re mated,” I murmur, steeling myself as I head out of the room. Roger doesn’t say anything as I go, though I feel his eyes on me. I ignore it.
“Ella?” I call from the base of the stairs. The seat of her stairlift is at the top, so she must be up there.
“Dominic!” Her faint voice comes to me, sounding relieved. “Can you come help? I’m…stuck.” I sigh and pull myself up the stairs.
–
Three days. Three days she’s had her wheelchairs and her stairlift, and while I’m pleased to see her spirits raised, it’s been a nightmare for me. Three days of watching her zoom around, crashing into every thing I own. I’ve already imagined six thousand ways this could go wrong – Ella sliding off of the stairlift and tumbling down the stairs, Ella somehow miraculously managing to run herself over with the chair, Ella crashing through the banister and flying through the air like Evil Knievel… 1
And you’d think that I was kidding, or exaggerating, but…
As I get to the top of the stairs, I turn to see her wedged, somehow, behind a potted fern in the
corner.
“How did you even…do this?” I ask, exasperated, as I walk over to her.
She gives me a bright, if embarra*sed, little smile. “I don’t know,” she shrugs. “I just…went forward, and it was there…”
I sigh again – my three hundredth sigh of the day and lift the plant, freeing her. She zooms backwards in the wheelchair, grinding potting soil from the plant into my carpet as she goes. I sigh again. Three hundred and one.
“What are you even do-” I start, but she’s off already, waving to me as she heads down the hall towards our bedroom.
“Things to do!” she calls, waving over her shoulder. “Go back to work, I’ll catch up with you later!”
I shake my head, following her into the bedroom, eager to put a stop to this. “Ella,” I demand, striding in after her. “This has to stop – I’m going insane with worry –”
“What!” she exclaims, appalled, turning her chair in a little half circle so that she’s facing me. Why are you worried?”
”
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I pause, staring at her, my mouth hanging open a little with my incredulity.
“What?” she demands, frowning her pouty little mouth at me. “Tell me!”
I shake my head. “Ella, in the past three days you’ve broken hundreds of dollars‘ worth of
ceramics alone –”
a flippant hand. “We can buy new pots who
hand down my face, trying to figure out how to say
you’re the..you’re the worst wheelchair driver I’ve ever seen.
”
amazing at this! What
I say this – and I love you – but you are awful at
but laugh with her. It’s so ridiculous. But I’m so grateful that she finally sees my point. Now
just jealous,” she a*serts, giving me
what to say. Jealousy… has not even come into the equation. “Ella, seriously,” I begin, but she
I were bad at this, could
one of the chair’s wheels off the ground. My stomach drops as I lurch forward, desperate to keep her from tipping over,
itself, zooming out
I
counters. “I’m fine- this chair can’t tip
”
”
manage it,” I caution, “it’s you.
–
me a bright, happy smile, and I have to say
enough.
I didn’t notice, the past week or so, how miserable she’s been. She thinks she hid it from me to let me go on with my work. But I noticed – of course I did, I could smell her misery on her, could feel it in my very bones. But I could also feel her pride every morning when she sent
little time on my work as I in good conscience could,
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my time curled up with her,
as I stare at her now, as she smiles up at me. My sweet, clever girl. How
her. “Enough chair for the day… my
it for a moment, tapping her chin as I take a step closer to her, intending to pick
into her eyes.
fingers over the
of my grasp.
I turn to watch her fly
stop me,” she calls over
myself, lights up at this little taunt.
myself after her, out into the hallway and to the top of the stairs where
the stairlift, buckling herself
coming for her Ella gives a little half scream, half cry of laugher and
stairlift frantically to make it go
glacial. I
out, taking two steps down the stairs
the lift. Ella gives another little cry, laughing hard and beating her
looking up at us like we’re crazy. But I ignore him, carrying my mate definitively into the bedroom and laying her down on the bed. When she’s settled I climb onto the bed as well, settling over her but holding myself up on
brute Alpha,” she pouts, poking me in the chest and wiggling disconsolately into the blankets. “Not letting
me with those
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