“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 SeventeenCarrying two bags full of presents and holding a dozen pink roses, Nate pushed inside The Grind. The familiar sound of popular hits being played as instrumental pieces hit his ear. Carefully, he began to set things down, expecting to see his wife at any moment. “Kim,” he called out.Instead, a kid in his late teens was there instead. His dark hair was greasy and pushed back off his forehead, and his face looked as if he needed to shave every six months or so. He looked like he could use a few meals, and as if he hadn’t quite grown into his frame.One thing was for certain, he shouldn’t have been in Kim’s coffee shop.“Who in the hell are you?” Nate demanded.The kid glanced up at him from his phone, all the while smirking at Nate as if he had a secret that he wasn’t willing to share.“Calm your tits, man. Frankie has a message for you.” The kid's voice held a not
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 Nineteen“It honestly depends on the size of the bleed and where it was located. Ms. Vauban was fortunate that her general health was excellent, and she was in good hands. We are thrilled that she received such excellent care by our city’s finest physicians…”“Please turn it off,” Alyssa said, the sight of her Uncle Frank on television making her feel sick to her stomach.“I’m sorry,” Scott’s younger sister Ivy was quick to say as she grabbed the remote. Turning the television off, Ivy looked around the room, anywhere but at Alyssa.The silence after the blaring television was almost louder than before. Alyssa hated that Ivy was nervous around her. She hated that Scott felt responsible for her. And what was worse, she hated that they were in this position in the first place.“Dinner’s almost ready,” Scott called out from the kitchen.Ivy winced. “I
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
Chapter Twenty-OneAlyssa was dreading the familiar feelings of panic and uncertainty. She told Mandy and Kim that she was fine, and she was. However, she was also likely developing an ulcer from all the worries.The minute she left the café, Alyssa had called Scott. It had taken him less than twenty minutes to join her, and he was now reviewing the cryptic note.“What now?” she asked.When he turned to look at her, Alyssa was struck once again by how handsome he was. His stubble was dark and dusted his cheeks. She wondered what it would feel like against her palm, or better yet, in a more sensitive area.Involuntarily, her cheeks began to heat.“What are you thinking about?” he asked as he cocked his head to the side to evaluate her.“Nothing,” Alyssa replied, hating the way that her body flushed so easily.Scott’s brow rose and his lips twitched. “Really nothing? Certai
Chapter Twenty-Two“What is this place?” Scott asked reverently as they entered what appeared to be a 1920 speakeasy.From the brass pulls to the burnished tin ceiling, every effort was made to have the same appeal of the hideaway establishments that were so popular during the prohibition.Alyssa ran her hand across the maple wood bar. “This was my father’s favorite room, for obvious reasons. He loved the ingenuity of the people that lived in the early days of our country. He was extremely proud to be an American citizen.”Scott heard the pride and sorrow in her voice when she spoke of her parents. Taking a chance, he approached her and wrapped her in his arms. For the briefest of moments, he worried she would pull away.However, she surprised him by melting into his arms. It had been meant as an embrace of comfort. Scott didn’t know how to promise her that she would never be alone. That he would be there. It w
Chapter Twenty-ThreeThe feel of Scott’s thick cock spearing her was sinfully decadent. He stretched her to the point of pain and yet all that did was heighten her arousal. Involuntarily, Alyssa tightened her channel, causing Scott to curse and give her a look so dark and dangerous that she felt her body spasm on its own.“You are playing with fire, Alyssa,” he warned. “I’m trying not to lose control.”Alyssa appreciated that Scott wanted to be careful with her. She respected the way he treated others, especially women. She’d witnessed how he’d been with his sister and herself over the past few weeks.But Alyssa was tired of being treated with kid gloves. Growing up in the privileged life that she did, Alyssa felt as if she were wrapped in a protective bubble. It wasn’t until her uncle murdered that man in front of her that she’d even glimpsed the nastiness of the world.It was as if she
Chapter Twenty-FourThird Trimester – As your baby continues to grow and develop, they will begin to open their eyes and gain more weight. Congratulations to you, Mom! You and your body are preparing for delivery. Soon you will see your baby face-to-face. A wave of nausea awakened Kim in the middle of the night on her 274th day of pregnancy. At first, she thought nothing of it. Being roughly the size of a whale, Kim was used to all of the crazy shenanigans that pregnancy had surprised her with. For example: swollen ankles, crazy dreams, acne, leaky breasts, and more.But a reprisal of her morning sickness? It just seemed unnecessarily mean.Getting up from bed, Kim waddled into the bathroom to pee. Before-pregnancy Kim maybe got up once in the night to use the bathroom. In recent days she’d been getting up four or five times a night—another blessing of pregnancy.All the baby had to do was pres