Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

I moan a little as I bite into a smore that Sinclair hands me, the marshmallow burned to a crisp just the way I like it. “Oh my god,” I murmur, closing my eyes as I chew. “This is so good, I can barely stand it.”

“You’re dripping,” Sinclair laughs, you’re going to get marshmallow all over the baby – ”

“I don’t care,” I murmur, shaking my head and refusing to open my eyes as I take another bite. “He won’t mind -=”

Sinclair laughs again as he comes and lifts Rafe from my arms. I let him, wanting to be alone with my s’more anyway. Cora, Roger, and Henry laugh as well as Sinclair walks Rafe away from me, apologizing in a loud murmur for how messy and inconsiderate his mother is. I wave a hand at him, dismissing him and his words, knowing that he’s kidding anyway.

Regretfully, I finish my s’more and look around at my family, watching them quietly. Henry watches Sinclair and his grandchild while Cora and Roger sit close to each other, not talking but clearly connected in this peaceful moment.

“It’s nice out here,” Cora says, wrapping her arms around herself and smiling around at our dark camp. “I didn’t think I’d like sitting outside in the dark by a fire as much as this.”

“Something primal about it, isn’t there?” Roger murmurs, raising a hand to play with Cora’s hair as he smiles at her.

“Yeah,” she says, looking up at the stars and then turning her head to look at Roger, beaming at him.

I can’t help my own smile from crossing my face as I watch them. And then, as they stare at each other, I decide that that’s my cue.

As quiet as I can, I stand up from my little camping chair and send a pulse down my bond with Sinclair. He looks up at me, curious and I nod my head first towards the RV and then towards Roger and Cora, who begin talking quietly. My mate follows my gaze and then nods his understanding. He walks to his father and puts a hand on his back, leaning down to speak a whispered word.

Then, one by one, as stealthily as we can – which is not very stealthy, considering Henry has to be lifted into the RV with a noisy platform – the three of us and the baby make our way back into the little mobile house, leaving Cora and Roger alone by the fire to have a moment to themselves.

“What do you think they’re talking about,” I say to Sinclair as he climbs last into the RV, pulling the door shut behind him, the baby still curled in his arms. I’m sitting in the little kitchen nook, peering out the window at Roger and Cora through the tinted window.

“Isn’t that their business, little spy?” he says, coming to sit with me on the plush leather. Henry, perhaps wanting to give us our own moment, rolls his way back to the bedroom, making some excuse about wanting to watch some television, though we both know he doesn’t watch TV.

“Yes,” I sigh, looking up at my mate and reaching for my baby, who Sinclair passes into my arms. “But you know I always want to know.”

Sinclair laughs. “Do you know,” he murmurs, slipping his arms low around me and pulling the baby and I warmly against him, resting his chin on my shoulder so that he too can look out at Cora and Roger, “I never cared as much about the details of my brother’s love life until you came along.”

“Why not, I say, still peering out at them. “Roger’s hot. He probably has had lots of interesting girlfriend drama

“Roger’s hot?” Sinclair asks, his body going stiff behind me, just a little bit.

“What?” I ask, turning to him, confused now.

“You think my brother’s hot?”

I burst out laughing, lifting a hand to my mate’s face. “Dominic,” I say, shaking my head at him. “Your brother is hot. It’s an ostensible fact – not my opinion.”

“Still,” he growls, pulling me tighter. “I don’t like to hear you say it.”

“Oh?” I inquire with a smirk. “And what would you have me say instead?”

“That all men, beside me, are nonexistent. Or disgusting swamp creatures – ”

I burst out laughing again at this, tilting my head back.

Sinclair laughs along with me and I tuck myself even closer to him, grinning up into his face. “I promise,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to his mouth, all men, next to you, actually are disgusting swamp creatures. But, for Cora’s sake, I’m glad Roger’s hot.”

Sinclair’s chest hums for a moment as he considers my point but then he nods sharply, finding this acceptable. I quirk my head to the side, a question coming to me quite suddenly. “Do you think Cora’s pretty?”

“What?” he asks, pulling back a little, aghast.

I grin. “It’s just a question.”

“Ella,” he says, looking at me as if I’m strange and shaking his head. “I’ve – never even thought about it. I don’t look at her that way.”

“Really?” I ask, curious. “You don’t look at other women?”

“No,” he says, shaking his head seriously. “It’s not it doesn’t even cross my mind anymore. All of those parts of my focus are directed solely at you. It doesn’t even enter my mind to think if I’m attracted to anyone else – it doesn’t matter.”

“Oh,” I say, raising my eyebrows, surprised and pleased. Then I smile at him. “Well, that’s very nice to hear.”

“You’re it for me, Ella,” Sinclair murmurs, putting a hand on my cheek and turning my face up to him. Then, quite softly, he presses a kiss to my mouth. “You’re the only one who matters, who will matter, ever.”

“Same for me, my love,” I whisper back to him, and then I kiss him again, for real. The kiss sweeps through me – fast, hot. My heart rate increases and I find myself panting much sooner than I thought I’d be.

“Shit,” Sinclair sighs, glancing around the very public room in which we’re sitting.

“Dream state?” I suggest, grimacing a little. Because I think we both know that we’d rather…

“Yes,” he sighs, standing up to rearrange the furniture in the living area and turn it into a little bedroom, though he glances with a grimace at the little twin bed where we know his father will sleep. “Though next vacation,” he says, sending me a frustrated glance, “we’re going alone. And there will be doors.”

“Agreed,” I say with a sigh. And then I spend the new few minutes getting the baby ready for bed while my mate works, every second regretting the promise we made to let Cora and Roger take the bedroom.