The Cowboy's Little Surprise. Barbara Daille White

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      Jed was approaching from the direction of his den.

      Cole shot a look over his shoulder, then turned back to her. “We’re not finished,” he said harshly.

      “You still here?” Jed asked. “Thought you’d be long gone by now.”

      Cole pushed himself away from the desk. “On our way. Tina was just planning to walk us out to my truck so we could finish our conversation.”

      “Fine,” Jed said, smiling.

      “No,” she blurted. “I mean...I told Cole, I’ve got to go help Abuela in the kitchen.”

      “Don’t worry about that,” Jed said. “Maria’s in there. They’ve got everything covered. But I’ll head on back and tell them you’ll be there in a bit. Robbie, you come along with me.”

      She wanted to protest, but one look at Cole’s narrowed eyes and set jaw told her he wouldn’t leave the hotel without her—and if she refused to go, he would blurt out the truth right here.

      * * *

      OUTSIDE, COLE SQUINTED against the blinding sun hovering at eye level. The strong rays showed up every faded patch of paint on his road-worn truck.

      “I’m over there.” He gestured to the lone vehicle.

      “Come on, Scott,” she said. “Let’s get you into your seat so you can go and have your dinner.”

      As they walked ahead of him, the sun highlighted the silky length of dark braid hanging almost to Tina’s waist. He’d always wanted to unravel that braid and run his fingers through her hair. She hadn’t allowed him that pleasure the one time they’d been together...

      He ran his hand over his face, wanting to wipe away the memory. She wasn’t the only one to blame for what had happened that night. Or the only one responsible for what had come of it.

      Why hadn’t she said something years ago?

      At the truck, while Tina strapped his nephew into place, he turned away to plant his butt against the side of the pickup. He tugged his battered hat down, blocking the sun from his eyes.

      He didn’t want that glare to keep him from getting a good look at Tina’s face while they talked. Didn’t want her finding a way to hide anything from him.

      Anything else from him.

      Irritation and resentment roiled inside, tightening his chest.

      He looked over his shoulder. Tina must have caught the movement through the cab window. She looked up and stared right at him, her mouth closed in a firm, straight line, as if telling him she didn’t plan to say a word.

      No problem. He had enough words for them both.

      He turned his back on her again and crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn’t going anywhere until he’d said what he had to say. Yet he couldn’t deny he had some pressing questions for her. For himself, too.

      Most important, how was he going to handle this news that had finally sunk in, leaving him ready to keel over from the shock?

      He had a son.

      Memories slammed into him, bombarding him with parts of his past he’d thought long forgotten. Scenes from the rare occasions his dad bothered to notice he was alive. Times his dad would hurl nothing but scathing words his way...

       You’re a disgrace as a son.

      You’re no good.

       You’re worthless.

      He’d never bothered to dispute anything his father said. Fighting back would only make things worse for him. Or make his dad turn his anger on Layne.

      For most of his life, he had struggled not to believe anything his old man had thrown at him. But one thing was true.

      With a role model like that, he didn’t have a chance in hell of being a good dad.

      Yet, he now had a son.

Chapter Four

      Tina paused near the hood of Cole’s truck and took a deep breath, trying to prepare herself for a conversation she didn’t want to have.

      She walked around the truck and had barely come to a stop in front of Cole before he exploded.

      “Does everyone in Cowboy Creek know what you never took the trouble to tell me?”

      She forced herself not to recoil from the venom in his tone. “No. Nobody—” Thinking of the confidences she had always shared with her best friend, she choked off her automatic response.

      “And what have you told your boy? My boy?”

      “Don’t call him that.” Her heart thudded at his easy assumption. “Robbie’s my son.”

      “And mine. But we covered that already. Let’s move on to something new. Why didn’t you contact me? You must have known you were pregnant before I left town. Hell, you probably knew before graduation.”

      “What if I did? Why would I think you’d want to hear the result of our one-night stand?”

      Her breath caught in her throat at what she had just inadvertently called her son.

      She couldn’t let Cole reduce her to this.

      All her life, she’d been the straitlaced, logical, rational Tina that Ally always teasingly encouraged to loosen up. All her life, except one time with Cole. A time she could never regret, since it had given her the greatest gift she had ever received.

      But she needed to rely on the logical, rational Tina now. She couldn’t let her emotions get in the way. She had to protect her son.

      The reminder allowed her to breathe deeply and evenly again. It helped her to stay calm. “After our weekend together, you made it clear you weren’t interested in me. Why would you care that I was going to have a baby?”

      “Because it wasn’t just yours.” The muscles in his neck tightened as he swallowed hard. “Did you ever plan to tell me?”

      His question vibrated with restrained emotion. The lines around his eyes deepened as if it had hurt him to ask the question. As if he were bracing himself for her reply.

      An unwanted burst of compassion filled her.

      She forced herself to look away and harden her heart. Where was his compassion when she’d needed it?

      She glanced into the truck’s rear seat. Scott sat flipping the pages of a coloring book. “If you had stayed in town,” she murmured, measuring her words, “there might have been a chance you’d have found out then.”

      He laughed harshly. “You’re in the wrong profession, СКАЧАТЬ