Texas Rebels: Phoenix. Linda Warren

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      “Girl or boy?”

      “Boy.” He gave a thumbs-up sign.

      “You must be excited.” At that, her guard went down so far she could no longer see it.

      Suddenly a look of resignation crossed his face. “I would be lying if I said I was excited out of my mind. It’s been a shock and I’m trying to adjust. He’s twenty-five months old.”

      She could have said a lot of petty things about the cowboys and the buckle bunnies around the rodeo, but she saw the hurt in his eyes. “Is the mother out of the picture?”

      “Yeah. She left the boy with her grandmother and the grandmother has passed away. CPS tracked down the father, which happens to be me.”

      Rosie didn’t know what else to say. It had to have been a big shock, and he seemed to be taking it well. She glanced at the row of baby beds. “If he’s twenty-five months old, you probably need something you can convert into a toddler bed.” She pointed to a box that had a picture on it. “See, there’s one. It goes from baby to toddler.”

      “That looks perfect.”

      She walked over to several boxes. “There are different colors. Maybe dark chocolate or warm honey. Which do you prefer?”

      “Warm honey. Every time.”

      She ignored the hidden reference to her in his voice. But it made her very aware of her attire: sweatpants, flip-flops and an old T-shirt. Her long hair was loose, and she brushed it away from her face in a nervous gesture. “They...they’ll probably have to load this into your truck, so it probably would be best to just take a picture with your phone and show them at checkout.”

      “Now, see, that’s why women are best at this. They cover all the angles.” He took a quick photo and then looked at something on the phone. “I have to get a car seat, and she gave me the brand name.”

      “She?”

      “The CPS worker.”

      “Oh. And you’ll need sheets, too.”

      He looked at his phone again. “She didn’t say anything about sheets.”

      Men! “Are you going to let him sleep on the bare mattress?”

      That smile was back in place and it was lethal. “Okay, sheets it is.”

      “They’re in the next aisle.” He followed her around the corner with his cart. They looked like a normal couple out shopping early in the morning. But they would never be a couple. “Here they are.” She squatted to glance through them. “There are ones with duckies, horses, dogs and...”

      “Horses.”

      “And cartoon characters...”

      “Horses.”

      “Oh, look at these John Deere ones.”

      “Horses.”

      “And there are solid colors...” She held up her hand before he could say the word. “I know—horses.”

      “Well, he’s my kid and I like horses so he’ll like horses.”

      She pulled three sets off the shelf. “You are in for a what-have-I-gotten-myself-into moment.” She stood and handed him the sheets.

      Placing them in the cart, he asked, “Why do I need so many?”

      “Think, cowboy. It’s a baby and babies pee. A lot. So you need extras in case of an accident.”

      He reached down and grabbed two more.

      After that, he followed her around the store and listed off everything on his phone. His cart was stacked high with diapers. There wasn’t room for one more thing. Actually he couldn’t even see over it.

      And then they were in the toy section because he wanted to get a toy for the baby. As she walked by all the baby dolls her throat closed. It had been almost nine years and still the pain was as raw and new as the day they’d told her that her baby was dead. She stopped and stared at a doll with reddish-blond hair and couldn’t look away. She was trying not to remember. Not to feel. Not to act like a complete fool.

      “I don’t think he’ll like that.” Phoenix’s words brought her out of her trance. She didn’t quite make it on the fool part because she felt sure he thought she was crazy.

      “Boys play with dolls.” She tried to cover up the embarrassing moment.

      “Not my boy.”

      “Oh, please. Don’t tell me you’re going to be one of those fathers.”

      He walked past her to the boy section, ignoring her words. “Now we’re talking.” He picked up a truck and trailer with horses. “My kid will love this.”

      “You know, you’re under the impression this little boy is going to be just like you. Sometimes it doesn’t turn out that way. I’m not an expert, but I’m right on this.”

      He didn’t fire any heated words back at her. He just stared down at the truck and trailer in his hands. “Yeah. I know nothing about the kid, but I hope I find a part of me in him.”

      “You haven’t met him?” She couldn’t hide the shock in her words.

      “No. I’m flying out to Denver tomorrow to pick him up and to meet him.”

      She had no words and she wanted to ask questions, but she felt it was time to put an end to this unexpected interlude. She didn’t want to get involved in his life, and she didn’t want to know any more about him and his son.

      “I have to go. I wish you the very best with your little boy.”

      He looked into her eyes, and once again she felt the warmth all the way to her heart. “Thanks. May I call you Rosie?”

      She shook her head. “You and I will never be on a first-name basis. Tonight was just a time out of time that neither one of us expected and will never be repeated. You know the reasons why.”

      “Come on. That’s not fair. You’re not even a McCray anymore.”

      “I was born a McCray and I will always be a McCray.”

      “I might need more help...”

      She wasn’t falling for that again. “Goodbye. I’ll see you around the rodeos.” Walking away, she felt something she couldn’t quite describe. Being lonely was just a part of her, but tonight, for a brief moment, she’d felt something special with a man she didn’t even like. She’d felt like a woman again. It was hard to describe since all they’d done was talk. Phoenix Rebel probably didn’t even want the child, but she had to admire that he was making the best of it. She would never be lucky enough to get a chance at having another child. The rest of her days, she would СКАЧАТЬ