The Texan's Surprise Return. Jolene Navarro

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       Chapter Four

      He blinked. Her face blurred, and the buzzing grew louder in his head. “Father?” Babies. Three sons. “Where are they?” He stood, but the world tilted. Resting his hands on his knees, he lowered his head and breathed in deep.

      Selena jumped up from her chair, but she stopped short of touching him when he held his hand up, palm out. “They’re here. Belle and my dad have them in the barn. She has some off-season orphaned baby goats. Your horses are out there, too.”

      Crossing her arms tightly around her waist, she turned away from him. “Sorry, I’m rambling. All you probably heard was blah, blah, blah, you’re a father. Blah, blah, blah.”

      She paused again.

      He waited to see if she had more to say.

      “Do you want to see them?”

      He straightened and locked his fingers behind his neck, stretching. His sight cleared, and his airway opened. “The horses or the boys?”

      In a blur of motion, her head jerked to him. Her eyes narrowed. “That’s a joke, right?”

      He shrugged. “Not a funny one.”

      The tension in her shoulders eased visibly. “That was your thing, you know. Telling lame jokes. The more stressful the situation, the lamer the joke.” Her bottom lip disappeared between her teeth. “Do you want to meet the boys?”

      “You didn’t finish your breakfast.” This was so much more than he’d bargained for. Getting his brain around the fact that he was the father of three little boys was going to take time.

      “Xavier.” Cautiously, she moved to stand in front of him, eyeing him as if she was a rabbit and he was the hungry wolf. “Do you want to meet the boys today? If you want to do it another day or—”

      “No. Today. Finish your breakfast. Then we’ll walk over to…” His throat strangled the next word.

      Slender, warm hands touched his. He looked down and stared at the soft, golden skin next to his rough, darker tones. Placing his hand on top of hers, he held it there, never wanting to let her go. How was it possible to be so connected to someone he didn’t know?

      “It’s okay.” Her voice was soft and understanding.

      More than he deserved.

      She went on, not letting silence hover. “You’ve been gone for their whole lives. They’re so little they don’t understand. Another day or two won’t matter if you want to wait.” She pulled her hand out of his grip. “Unless you don’t want to see them.”

      He heard a hint of anger he assumed she was trying to hide from him.

      What did he want? To be whole. He wanted to wake up from this nightmare and be whole. To know who he was without any doubts and shadows.

      Studying the beautiful woman that was his wife, he longed to reach out to her, to tell her everything was going to be all right, but he couldn’t make that kind of promise.

      Hugging herself, she put distance between them. “Is that it? You don’t want to meet them. I know they’re a surprise.”

      He cleared his throat. “Finding out I had a wife was a surprise. Learning I have three sons? That’s more of a shock.”

      He hadn’t been here for her when she needed him. His gut told him it wasn’t the first time.

      He held his hand out to help her up. “Tell me their names again.”

      “Finn, Oliver and Sawyer.” For a brief second, her warm touch was his again, but then she pulled away and headed to the door. She popped her knuckles.

      “I remember you doing that whenever you were nervous.”

      Her hands went into her jacket pockets. “You know the strangest things about me.”

      The hurt in her words made him uncomfortable. She deserved more. “So, we have Finn, Oliver and Sawyer?” He narrowed his eyes, trying to catch a thread of memory. “I know those names.”

      She nodded. “They’re names you picked out. You love classic stories. We’d made a list of boy and girl names. With three boys, I got to use all of your favorites.”

      As she walked through the door he held open for her, her fragrance, Summer Sunshine, caressed his senses. He wanted to linger. “What would they have been if you’d had girls?”

      She gave him a look that said she wasn’t happy about something.

      “We had agreed to Jane, Scarlett and Esmeralda.”

      Oh. He had used the wrong pronoun. Then he let each name run through his brain. He couldn’t stop the horror showing on his face. “I picked those names?”

      “No.” Her laughter was a bit reluctant, but real. “You only liked Scarlett. That had been our deal. You got to name the boys and I got to name any daughters we had. I did cheat a little. You wanted Sawyer for a girl. Your other boy name was Ulysses.” Her nose wrinkled. “But I thought that sounded like an old man’s name. Since you weren’t here I used Sawyer for our third son.”

      “Ulysses is retro cool. But Jane? Talk about sounding—”

      “We had this discussion already and since you weren’t here when I named them I went with those. They were all approved by you one way or another. The children already answer to them. No take-backs on baby names.” At the bottom step, she waited for him to follow her.

      He brushed past, the sea breeze relaxing him. “I do like Scarlett. If you ever have a girl, then—”

      She went rigid. Then she shook her head. “I’m in a good place right now and I don’t see myself having more children.”

      Had he done that to her? He reached for her hand, then dropped his. “Selena, I’m sorry.”

      How many land mines was he going to trip over? He might not remember most of his life but hurting her took a chunk out of his heart. There had to be a way to get all his memories back.

      Flipping her long dark ponytail over her shoulder, she gave him a smile, as if to reassure him, but the light in her amber eyes was out. “Don’t be. They’re amazing, even though as a single mom, there are days the boys are almost more than I can handle. Not sure what I would have done without my dad. Your family, Belle and Elijah, have been a great support, too.”

      Her gaze moved back to the horizon and she walked along the gravel drive. СКАЧАТЬ