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Authors: Cindy Kirk
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twenty-six years old—may have been hell on wheels, but he had a good heart.
“I suppose you’re right.”
Meg heard something in the background. A cat crying? Or was it a baby? “What’s that noise?”
“Look, I gotta go. I’ll be in touch.”
Before Meg could say another word, he’d hung up.
Meg stared at the phone for several seconds then put the phone back on the charger.
First Cole saying thank-you. Now her baby brother calling out of the blue.
She snuggled back against the pillow, eager to see what tomorrow would bring. Because everyone knew that good things came in threes…
Cole opened his eyes to sunlight streaming in through the windows and the smell of bacon in the air. Instead of immediately getting up and investigating, he took a few minutes to do some of the exercises he’d been given back in Austin.
Hearing the excitement in Charlie’s voice when he’d talked about them skiing and fishing made Cole eager to get back to full speed sooner rather than later. Though the exercises weren’t pleasant, he knew he was making progress. That meant someday soon he’d be able to take care of his son all by himself.
His son.
The kit for checking his and Charlie’s DNA should arrive in the mail any day. If the tests showed that he was the child’s biological father, obtaining sole custody would be that much easier. But even if the tests showed it wasn’t his blood flowing through the little boy’s veins, Cole would love him just as much and be proud to call him son.
A hesitant knock sounded at the door. Cole flung a sheet over himself. “Come in.”
A second later, Charlie slipped inside the room. “Are you awake? Aunt Meg said I wasn’t supposed to wake you.”
“I’m awake.” Cole motioned the boy closer, noticing he was already dressed for the day in jeans, boots and a long-sleeved cowboy shirt. “Looks like you’ve been up awhile.”
Charlie nodded, stopping when he reached the end of the bed. “I’m going to a birthday party. We’re going to have cake ’n’ ice cream and go on a ride in a sleigh and everything.”
“Sounds like a fun party,” Cole said, amazed by the boy’s enthusiasm. “Who’s having the birthday?”
“My friend Jake. He’s in my grade at school. He’s seven.”
Cole hid a smile at the awe in Charlie’s voice. “Getting old.”
“I’m six,” Charlie said. “I’ll be seven at my next birthday.”
“Charlie.” Meg’s voice sounded from the hall. “I thought I told you not to wake him up.”
“I was already awake,” Cole said. “I’d even done my exercises.”
Meg pushed the door fully open and stepped inside. Like Charlie, she wore jeans and boots. But that was where any similarity ended. Her green sweater brought out the color in her eyes and the lushness of her figure.
Back in high school she’d worn loose sweaters to conceal her rather sizable…assets. When they’d made love, he’d been shocked—and pleased—to discover what she’d been hiding under those baggy shirts.
“Cole.”
He jerked his gaze up from her chest to find her staring. “Do you want to ride along when I take Charlie into Jackson for his party?”
“Sure,” he said, surprised at the invitation. Perhaps he wasn’t the only one who’d resolved to be civil. “What are we going to do while he’s at the party?”
“Grocery shopping,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone. “I checked out the kitchen and the cupboards are bare.”
Cole couldn’t argue with that assessment. He’d planned to stock up on food before Charlie and Meg arrived but had run out of time. “Sure. It’ll be good to get out of the house.”
Meg hesitated, as if suddenly struck with second thoughts. “If you’re sure you have the stamina?”
Cole wondered if she really was concerned about his stamina or if she hated to spend that much time with him. He hoped it was the former because over the next few weeks they were going to be together constantly.
“I’m up
“I suppose you’re right.”
Meg heard something in the background. A cat crying? Or was it a baby? “What’s that noise?”
“Look, I gotta go. I’ll be in touch.”
Before Meg could say another word, he’d hung up.
Meg stared at the phone for several seconds then put the phone back on the charger.
First Cole saying thank-you. Now her baby brother calling out of the blue.
She snuggled back against the pillow, eager to see what tomorrow would bring. Because everyone knew that good things came in threes…
Cole opened his eyes to sunlight streaming in through the windows and the smell of bacon in the air. Instead of immediately getting up and investigating, he took a few minutes to do some of the exercises he’d been given back in Austin.
Hearing the excitement in Charlie’s voice when he’d talked about them skiing and fishing made Cole eager to get back to full speed sooner rather than later. Though the exercises weren’t pleasant, he knew he was making progress. That meant someday soon he’d be able to take care of his son all by himself.
His son.
The kit for checking his and Charlie’s DNA should arrive in the mail any day. If the tests showed that he was the child’s biological father, obtaining sole custody would be that much easier. But even if the tests showed it wasn’t his blood flowing through the little boy’s veins, Cole would love him just as much and be proud to call him son.
A hesitant knock sounded at the door. Cole flung a sheet over himself. “Come in.”
A second later, Charlie slipped inside the room. “Are you awake? Aunt Meg said I wasn’t supposed to wake you.”
“I’m awake.” Cole motioned the boy closer, noticing he was already dressed for the day in jeans, boots and a long-sleeved cowboy shirt. “Looks like you’ve been up awhile.”
Charlie nodded, stopping when he reached the end of the bed. “I’m going to a birthday party. We’re going to have cake ’n’ ice cream and go on a ride in a sleigh and everything.”
“Sounds like a fun party,” Cole said, amazed by the boy’s enthusiasm. “Who’s having the birthday?”
“My friend Jake. He’s in my grade at school. He’s seven.”
Cole hid a smile at the awe in Charlie’s voice. “Getting old.”
“I’m six,” Charlie said. “I’ll be seven at my next birthday.”
“Charlie.” Meg’s voice sounded from the hall. “I thought I told you not to wake him up.”
“I was already awake,” Cole said. “I’d even done my exercises.”
Meg pushed the door fully open and stepped inside. Like Charlie, she wore jeans and boots. But that was where any similarity ended. Her green sweater brought out the color in her eyes and the lushness of her figure.
Back in high school she’d worn loose sweaters to conceal her rather sizable…assets. When they’d made love, he’d been shocked—and pleased—to discover what she’d been hiding under those baggy shirts.
“Cole.”
He jerked his gaze up from her chest to find her staring. “Do you want to ride along when I take Charlie into Jackson for his party?”
“Sure,” he said, surprised at the invitation. Perhaps he wasn’t the only one who’d resolved to be civil. “What are we going to do while he’s at the party?”
“Grocery shopping,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone. “I checked out the kitchen and the cupboards are bare.”
Cole couldn’t argue with that assessment. He’d planned to stock up on food before Charlie and Meg arrived but had run out of time. “Sure. It’ll be good to get out of the house.”
Meg hesitated, as if suddenly struck with second thoughts. “If you’re sure you have the stamina?”
Cole wondered if she really was concerned about his stamina or if she hated to spend that much time with him. He hoped it was the former because over the next few weeks they were going to be together constantly.
“I’m up
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