All Chapters of The Heaven Hill Series: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

The next morning, Charity sat at the commons table in the clubhouse again. This time she had her laptop open, coffee cup in front of her. To her left, her mom was sitting next to her."Is there anything I can do to help you?" Jasmine asked, fiddling with her hands."No, mom, most of the stuff I'm working on is confidential anyway, but I appreciate it." She smiled at her to soften the blow."If you need anything, please let me know." Jasmine grabbed her own coffee cup and walked towards the back, where a covered deck and back porch were.Charity groaned. She wished her relationship with her mom were easier, but she couldn't snap her fingers and make the years they had struggled through go away. If they were going to recover anything, it would have to be done in its own time. Right now, though, her attention needed to be on another mother and daughter—Maggie and Skylar needed her more than anyone.She clicked into her email, hoping she had the information she needed. They had w

"I want both of you to put these on under your shirts," Drew instructed as he walked into the commons area the next morning, carrying bulletproof vests."Do you think that's necessary?" Mandy asked, scrunching her nose up at her brother."I think none of us know what's going to happen today. I think both Maggie, Skylar, and all the law enforcement, as well as us will be wearing these, so yeah, that means I think you should too."Both of them had been instructed to wear tank tops under their clothes, and now they knew why. Disrobing in the commons area, Charity grabbed for the vest, her hands shaking."Here." Drew grabbed it from her, easily putting it over her head. "Let me help you."She nodded, barely holding back tears as he fastened the straps at her waist. There was something about him helping her do this—it felt like she was going into battle and leaving him behind. It scared her more than she cared to admit."You're gonna be fine," he assured her, putting her shirt b

Two Months Later"Char, you better get a move on it if you don't want to be late," Drew yelled from the kitchen. He'd done his duty, making her run behind schedule, but they'd had to do something to celebrate their one-month wedding anniversary. Shower sex it was."I can't believe I let you talk me into showering together," she grumbled good-naturedly as she reached into the fridge and pulled out a Starbucks cold coffee. It was better than nothing. "I have court today, but I should be home no later than four," she told him."Good, I have to work at the shop, but we need to be at the clubhouse around six. Remy's gettin' his Prospect patch."She absolutely could not believe it, but there was no denying that the kid deserved it. He'd worked hard. "I wouldn't miss it. Throw me a bagel, would ya?"He stopped what he was doing and gazed at her, catching her eyes with his. She let her gaze linger over him, stopping on the Charity tattoo that now had a bird flying away from the name.

Amanda Walker, known to everyone as Mandy, closed her eyes tightly and let the tears fall from beneath her lashes. Last ones, she promised herself as she stiffened her chin and pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth. Crying never solved anything. It was a lesson she'd learned as a kid, and it had carried through life. Her mom, Denise, hardly let her or her twin brother, Drew, see her cry, and she made a vow as she cradled her stomach that this baby would not be a witness to it regularly either. Her mom had been a single mother up until the point she'd met the man who had adopted the twins, and he now preferred to be called Dad instead of Liam. Mandy knew she could do this. She had to do it. Period. Point blank.It was a blow—Dalton not returning the text breaking the news he was going to be a father. A big blow. One she hadn't expected, even though things between them had been strained for the past few months. Never had she imagined he'd let that tidbit of information go by witho

We were always so careful.He typed the text message on his phone, debating on whether he should send it to Mandy or not. The fact of the matter was they were. He'd never wanted any slip-ups, no mistakes. They'd taken extra precautions, and he'd been almost obsessive in his need not to have a child. All had gone well until that night. The one night he hadn't been able to say no to her. She'd looked beautiful in her anger at him for pushing her away. There hadn't even been a second thought on having her. For once he'd taken what he wanted and not felt bad about it.Funny how it had all worked out."Why won't you tell me what's wrong?" Mandy asked, grabbing his shirt, pulling at him, trying to wrap him up in her arms.He slung her hands off him, refusing to acknowledge how good they felt, how right her touch was on his skin. He'd wanted that touch for so long, had ached for it as he'd done his best to keep himself away from her. "You wouldn't understand." Those were the words he