The Texan's Surprise Son. Cathy McDavid

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      “That,” Jacob mused aloud, “and his kids are all getting married.”

      What were the odds the Baron siblings had each recently found their match?

      “Don’t forget Lizzie,” Luke said. “Grandchildren can change a person. It did my parents.”

      Grandchildren! Lizzie had just delivered Brock’s first, and he crowed his delight to anyone who’d listen.

      Except if Jacob was Cody’s father, then, technically, the boy would be Brock’s first and oldest.

      Adoptive grandchild. Not the same. Jacob had no reason to believe Brock would treat Cody any differently than he’d treated Jacob and Daniel their whole lives. The thought left a bitter taste in his mouth.

      “I wouldn’t trade my life for anything.” Luke flashed his previously missing smile. “Nothing is more satisfying than coming home to Rosie and Carly. Not work, not rodeoing, not anything.”

      “I’ve never given much thought to getting married and having kids.” Tired of holding his boots, Jacob set them on the ground and laid his clothes on top.

      “You need to make your mark in the world first.”

      Less making his mark and more proving he was as good as any Baron, regardless of his start in life and his father’s criminal history, though Jacob didn’t say it out loud.

      “You must still miss your mom.” Compassion filled Luke’s voice.

      “Every day.”

      Seven years ago. Peggy Burke Baron had gone into the hospital for a routine appendectomy and come through the surgery with flying colors. She’d died a week later from a staph infection, leaving her two sons without a mother and her second husband a widower.

      Jacob still felt the loss keenly. Brock not so much. Less than two years later, he remarried. Julieta was thirty years his junior and the mother of a little boy. Jacob’s adoptive siblings all adored Julieta and her son. She was nice enough, and the kid was okay, Jacob supposed. But that was the extent of his feelings.

      He wasn’t jealous exactly. He might have been only nine when Brock and his mother wed, but he’d figured out soon after that their marriage was based on convenience and affection. Not love. But marrying so quickly after his mother’s death and to a significantly younger and beautiful woman felt like an insult.

      Luke squeezed Jacob’s shoulder. “She was a fine lady with a heart of gold. She’d be proud of you.”

      Jacob had a sobering thought. If Leah’s son was his, the boy would never meet either of Jacob’s parents. Only Brock.

      “Do you remember Leah Snow?” he asked.

      Luke scratched behind an ear. “Vaguely. A barrel racer, right?”

      “She died a few months ago. From breast cancer.”

      “Oh, man. That’s a shame.”

      “She and I dated a few years ago.”

      “You never said anything.”

      “It was brief. A weekend.” Jacob gathered his courage. He’d decided not to tell anyone about Cody until the DNA test results were in and only if they were positive. Suddenly, he wanted someone to know. “Her sister, Mariana Snow, approached me at the Louisiana State Fair Rodeo. It seems Leah has a son.”

      “Really.”

      “She told Mariana before she died that I was the father.”

      “Wow.” Luke looked as stunned as Jacob had felt upon hearing the news.

      “Yeah.”

      “Are you?”

      “I’ll know for sure soon.” Jacob exhaled a long breath. There was both relief in the telling and increased anxiety. “But it’s pretty likely.”

      “What are you going to do?” Luke asked.

      “Mariana wants me to be a part of the boy’s life.”

      “What does that mean?”

      “Not sure, she didn’t say. Visitation. Custody maybe.”

      “And you’re not sure how you feel about that,” Luke stated.

      “I can barely handle work and rodeoing. How am I supposed to take care of a two-year-old? Even part-time. I don’t know the first thing.”

      “No parent does in the beginning. But we learn.”

      “You’re a natural father.”

      “And you’re worried about the sacrifices you’ll have to make.”

      Jacob squeezed his eyes shut, feeling completely out of control and at the mercy of the fates.

      “I’ve worked so hard for years to get ahead. Finally, I have a chance at a championship title and a promotion. Now this.” He stopped abruptly. “I sound like a selfish bastard.”

      “There isn’t a parent alive who doesn’t wonder about the impact children will have on their future.”

      “What if I’m not cut out to be a dad? It’s not like I’ve had the best examples.”

      “The better question might be what if you are?”

      Though Jacob admired his friend greatly, he couldn’t conceive of sacrificing everything he’d worked so hard for.

      “What if I just offered financial support? At least until after Finals? That’s only six weeks away.”

      Luke didn’t hide his disappointment. “Now you sound just like Brock.”

      Nothing his friend said or did could have made a bigger impact on Jacob. He did sound like Brock and his biological father.

      Disgust filled him. “I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”

      “It does.” Luke leaned an elbow on the stall door, his gaze direct. “You aren’t like either Brock or your father. At least, you don’t have to be.”

      Cody’s photo, tucked in his wallet, burned a hole in Jacob’s back pocket. The boy deserved a better father than he’d had. The best Jacob could be.

      “I always swore if I ever had children, I’d do right by them.”

      Luke grinned. “Here’s your chance.”

      “I’m still waiting for the DNA results.”

      “That’s wise.”

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