All Chapters of His to Protect: Billionaire's Secret Agent: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter TwelveAlyssa’s heart felt like it was pounding so hard that it could come straight out of her chest. She was tempted, horribly tempted, to share what had happened with her uncle. However, it wasn’t something that you talked about out on the city streets.“Tell me,” Scott encouraged, taking her hand. “Let me help you.”“You can’t help me,” Alyssa choked out. “I’m not just being evasive or acting like a spoiled brat. You don’t know, and I can’t tell you. Look, let’s just go back to your apartment.”Scott hesitated only a moment before nodding and escorting Alyssa to where the car was parked.Neither spoke as Scott made his way to the driver’s seat and locked the car doors. Alyssa noted the way Scott checked the mirrors and surrounding buildings. His back was ramrod straight as he started the car and pulled away from the curb.Was he upset

Chapter FourteenDr. Jarvis exited surgery and headed down to the emergency room nurse station to check in. “Were you able to find any family for Mr. Tabor and Ms. Vauban?”Alexis, head nurse, nodded and said, “Sort of. We attempted to contact Ms. Vauban’s uncle, but he seems to be unavailable. However, I was able to reach someone who put me in touch with her lawyer.”Dr. Jarvis winced. “Surely she’s got somebody out there. What about Mr. Tabor?”“He has a sister coming in from Ohio, who should be here in the next few hours. Mr. Tabor just happens to be special agent Scott Tabor in the white-collar unit. His handler’s already here and swearing up a storm in the ER waiting room. Apparently, he’s the one who connected Ms. Vauban with Elliot Brand, and from there they found her lawyer.Dr Jarvis’s brows shot up. “Elliot Brand, of Brand Enterprises? I wonder what the connec

Chapter Sixteen “I didn’t expect to see you here,” Freddy said as Kim walked around the counter at The Grind and tucked her purse away. Snagging an apron, she walked straight to the pastry case and pulled out two fudgy brownies. Freddy cocked a brow. “Don’t judge,” Kim replied right before taking a large bite. Then, moaning like a porn star with her eyes closed, Kim managed to utter, “Oh my God, this is amazing.” Freddy cleared his throat. “Um, Kim, it’s just a brownie.” Her eyes popped open. “This is hardly just a brownie. It’s a chocolaty, fudgy nugget of goodness that brings happiness to my life.” “Huh,” Freddy replied, not knowing what else to say. He watched her devour the first brownie and eyed the second one speculatively. “Lately, it’s seemed as if there have been few things that give me pleasure, and before you go all guy on me and interpret that statement sexually, I will stop you. Freddy lifted his hands as

Chapter EighteenKim lay awake late in the night, wondering if she had done the right thing. Nate’s arm was entwined with her own, cradling her stomach. The baby chose that moment to kick, as if he knew his parents were just on the other side.Maybe it was the pregnancy that had swayed her decision, but whatever it was, Kim couldn’t allow charges to be pressed against Alexander. That was the kid’s name, Alexander Robert Stephens. He was sixteen years old and a product of the foster care system. He’d run away from the last placement six months ago.The things he had said to her at The Grind kept rotating over and over in her mind. He couldn’t have known what her upbringing was like. His anger reminded Kim of how she’d often felt as a child. It seemed as if she and Mandy were the only ones going home to a crack house with abusive parents.“Hey, are you awake?” Nate whispered groggily.Kim smiled. &ldq

Chapter Twenty“What did they say at your appointment?” Mandy asked Kim as they walked into their favorite café.Kim sighed. “My therapist or OBGYN?”Mandy’s lips twitched. “Either… Both.”“Dr. Cummings and I talked about my first week at the women’s and children’s shelter. It was hard at first. Some of these mothers have been through so much. And the kids—they reminded me a lot of you and me at their age. However, they warmed up to me and by the end of the afternoon I didn’t want to leave.”Stopping at an empty table, Kim and Mandy sat down. Soon the waitress was at the table-side to take their order.“The usual?” Sharon, the waitress, asked.Kim laughed. “Are we that predictable?”Sharon grinned. “We see the two of you every Thursday. You order two sweet teas and two chef salads with ranch with a lemon b