The Consummate Cowboy. Sara Orwig

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      Three

      “Jason is not my son.”

      “What?” Emily stared at him, thinking about the little boy who looked like her own child. “Except for his brown hair, he looks exactly like Rebecca.”

      “They have the same mother. Your sister had an affair with another man.”

      “Great saints,” Emily said, closing her eyes. She looked at Zach, who gazed at her with impassive eyes. Yet a muscle worked in his jaw and she knew every word hurt him.

      “There are rumors in town and I’m sure people know who Jason’s father is. But I love Jason. I’m raising him as my son and claiming him as my son.”

      “That doesn’t explain the locked gates.”

      “Amber had an affair with Stoney Fogg. The Foggs are no-good, worthless, boozing troublemakers. Never big trouble—moonshine, petty theft. They’re chronically unemployed, lazy. Old man Fogg and his wife regularly beat each other up. He’s a drunkard. When Amber had the affair with Stoney, she and I had already stopped living together as man and wife. She was bored. If she hadn’t gotten pregnant, she would have left me sooner.”

      Zach raked his fingers through his hair, the strands springing back and some locks falling across his forehead. “She and Stoney had a wild, rocky relationship. When he learned she was pregnant, he didn’t want any part of the baby and left town. Later, after Jason was over a year old, Stoney came back and he and Amber ran away.”

      Emily gave a small cry and rubbed a hand across her eyes. Zach was startled. He frowned, wondering whether she was acting for his benefit.

      “You should know your sister by now—and not be surprised,” he snapped.

      Her head came up. “She’s so casual about what I hold sacred. I’ll never have children and it hurts to hear about Amber’s coldness toward her own.” She drew herself up. “Go on. I interrupted you.”

      “I divorced her,” he answered, only half thinking about what he was saying. Emily had said she could never have children. He wondered why. “Later Stoney came home without Amber. She never married him, and I heard she married someone in Mexico.”

      “She did. This past year she called and said she was Mrs. Raimundo Morales.”

      “Yeah, well, last year, Stoney decided he wanted his son. I don’t think he wanted Jason as much as he wanted to aggravate me. Stoney and I have crossed paths before, and I once caught him with Amber. We fought and I took Amber home.”

      Emily sat on the rocker. She suspected Zach’s statement “I took Amber home” covered the fact that he’d whipped Stoney Fogg badly.

      How could Amber have been so irresponsible? Yet Emily knew the answer to her own question. Amber had always been irresponsible. Emily hurt for Zach. He was impassive; his voice was devoid of emotion, which was even more of an indication that he was fighting his hurt over Jason. And probably his hurt over Amber. He must still be terribly in love with her, in spite of his anger.

      “I told Stoney he would never have Jason. No court in the country would allow it and he knows it. But knowing him, he wouldn’t try through the legal system. All he knows is to steal what he wants.”

      “Then the fences and alarms are to keep him from getting Jason?”

      “Yes. I work all over this ranch and I worry about that thug getting on the property and taking Jason. He might take Rebecca, too, just because she’s there. Stoney doesn’t think rationally.”

      “Is Stoney angry with Amber? Would he harm her?”

      “I’ve thought about that,” Zach said, rubbing his neck and moving restlessly. “He’s unpredictable and wild, but none of the Foggs have ever really done any serious harm to anyone. Something could happen that he didn’t intend, but if Stoney did something to Amber, I think he would run. When he’s gotten into trouble, he’s always fled.”

      “Do you know if he’s still around here?”

      “No, I don’t, but that will be easy to check tomorrow. Since he hangs out in bars, I can find out.”

      “Do you feel the children are safe from him during the day when you work?”

      “Yes. Nessie is a pit bull. She’ll protect them, and I have the alarms. Every man who works for me knows to watch for Stoney. I always wear a pager when I work, and I have a phone in my pickup.”

      Silence stretched between them while Emily thought about all he had told her. “Zach, how do the children get along? Do they miss their mother terribly?”

      “No, they don’t. Rebecca remembers her the most. But Amber never was a mother for them. Not from the first moment. She didn’t want to have either one of them. She thought she was protected. She had surgery after Jason to make absolutely certain she’d never have another baby.”

      Emily flinched, hating Amber’s rejection of her children, thinking how foolishly Amber had tossed away two precious children and a man who loved her. “I’ve never understood my sister.”

      “Yeah, well, that’s all the more reason to go back to Chicago tomorrow.” Abruptly, he walked toward the bathroom, obviously having talked all he wanted to on the subject of Stoney Fogg. “You can have the bathroom first. Towels are in the cabinet and I’ll leave you a new toothbrush. Open the bathroom door on my side when you’re out.”

      “Thanks.”

      He left, and she heard the door to his bedroom close behind him. She went to the large bathroom, and looked at his green towel hung carelessly on a rack. His razor and shaving cream were laid out near the СКАЧАТЬ