Protecting the Pregnant Princess by Intrigue Romance

Author:Intrigue Romance
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-02-01T06:00:00+00:00

“And she agreed to that?” Whit asked skeptically.

Aaron nodded. “She knows it’s not safe for her to go back there.”

“It isn’t safe for you, either,” Whit pointed out. “I should be the one to go back in alone. Let me do this...”

Aaron shook his head. “No.”

Whit uttered a ragged sigh of resignation. “You still don’t trust me.”

“Right now I don’t know who to trust,” he replied, “not after years of being lied to.”

The sigh became a groan. “God, man, I would have told you the truth if I could have. But you wouldn’t have been able to watch Stanley Jessup suffer like he had and not tell him that his daughter wasn’t dead. And the people after her needed to see him suffer to believe she was really gone. Don’t you get that?”

Anger and resentment overwhelmed Aaron. “I get that you didn’t trust me to do my job—to protect our client, and you let me suffer these past three years thinking that I’d failed.”

“It wasn’t like that...”

“It was exactly like that,” Aaron retorted. “You didn’t trust me. So how can you expect me to trust you?”

“Then don’t let me go in alone,” Whit negotiated. “But let me go in with you. We have always worked well together—in Afghanistan and running our own security business. Hell, look what we did tonight. You pulled me out of the line of fire.”

“And you drove us here, to safety,” Aaron had to admit.

Whit uttered a wistful sigh of nostalgia. “It was like old times...”

Aaron chuckled. “Yeah, getting shot at—running for our lives. It sure was like old times.”

Whit chuckled. “I didn’t say they were all good times.”

“Okay, you can come along,” Aaron allowed.

“You’ve finally decided you can trust me again?”

Aaron turned the keys in the ignition and pointed at the lightening sky. “I’m sick of arguing about it. We’re wasting time. Our best chance of getting inside and finding the records is going to be now—before the more heavily staffed first shift starts.”

The rental car’s ignition whined but didn’t turn over. However, another engine fired up, breaking the quiet of the late night. Lights momentarily blinded Aaron until the car passed them. And as it passed, Aaron recognized the profile of the woman driving the sports car.

“Charlotte...” She must have taken a car from the garage of Stanley Jessup’s rental home. “I thought she agreed to stay here. Out of danger...” Aaron turned the keys again, but the engine refused to start. “Now she’s going off with no backup...”

“Damn her,” Whit said, pounding his fist against the dash. “She’s getting away.”

“She’s not getting away,” Aaron said. “She’s going back to Serenity House. She’s risking getting caught all over again.”

Whit pounded the dash again—this time right in front of Aaron. “She told you she was staying here, too. Why would you believe anything she tells you?”

But, Aaron realized, she’d never actually said the words—had never agreed not to go back to Serenity House. Whit’s pounding the dash must have knocked something loose because the car finally started.

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