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while Jamie shook her head and frowned.
Once they were inside, he could hear voices coming from the living room and he frowned himself when he heard a familiar voice. The last person he wanted to talk to right now was Jamie’s brother. “I think I should go. I have some things to do at the house before you two come over for dinner,” he said as he pulled against the grasp of her hand.
“That’s crazy, Wyatt. Uncle Chase is here and you said you hadn’t talked to him in a long time. I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you again.”
Oh no, he won’t.
Samantha managed to drag him into the living room and his gaze locked on the blue eyes of Jamie’s brother. Chase’s eyes narrowed into angry slits before he rose from the couch and moved toward Wyatt with the grace of a panther. Chase stopped in front of him, pulled back his fist and hit him square in the jaw, forcing Wyatt back against the front door.
Stars flashed behind Wyatt’s eyes and Samantha screamed.
“Uncle Chase, stop!”
He ignored his niece and growled, “You son of a bitch! What the hell are you doing here?”
Chapter Six
Abby appeared by Chase’s side in a flash, stepping between her husband and Wyatt. Jamie stood pinned to the wall and Samantha yelled at Chase to stop.
“This doesn’t help things, honey,” Abby said softly, facing her husband.
“He’s the one who ran out, Abby.” His eyes locked on his wife for a moment before they returned to Wyatt.
“We had this conversation,” Jamie said, stepping closer. “It wasn’t his fault. I told you that.”
“He could have stayed anyway. He took the chicken-shit way out and left town so he wouldn’t have to deal with his responsibilities.”
“I didn’t have much choice in the matter, Chase. Jamie wouldn’t even talk to me,” Wyatt explained. “You know your sister.”
“Yeah, I do, but what about the last nine years, Wyatt? It’s not like you didn’t know where she lived.”
“I realize that too. I never said this was all her fault. I accept the blame for how things have turned out as well.”
“Are you prepared to take responsibility for Samantha now? Are you prepared to be a father to her like you should have been for the last nine years?”
Jamie heard a startled gasp and spun around. All of them had completely forgotten Samantha stood nearby.
“Samantha—baby. Let me explain.”
“He’s my dad?”
“Sam…”
“Tell me now, Mom. No more lies and no more avoiding the questions. Is Wyatt my father?”
Jamie closed her eyes as the deafening silence filled the space around them. When she opened them again, tears burned her eyes and gathered at the corners. The hurt look on Samantha’s face tore her heart to shreds. “Yes, baby, he is.”
Samantha looked at Wyatt with the same hurt. “Did you know? Even at the hospital, did you know even then?” Wyatt wiped the blood from his lip and moved toward Samantha, but she stepped back. “Tell me the truth. Did you know even then?”
“Yeah, pumpkin, I did. As soon as I saw your name on the triage sheet, I knew who you were.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed. “I don’t believe you two! Neither one of you could be honest with me!” She turned on her heel and ran out of the living room. Jamie jumped when the back door slammed. She took a step to follow, but Wyatt stopped her with a hand on her arm.
“Let me. Maybe I can explain.”
“But…”
“She’s upset, Jamie. Let me try, okay?”
Jamie nodded and watched as he disappeared through the kitchen.
* * * *
The ragged sobs of his daughter sliced his heart like a knife through soft butter. Keeping the secret from her had been wrong, he knew that now. Reaching out to her was the only way he could think of to fix this. Staying away from her for the last nine years had been wrong on his part.
He followed the sounds of her sobs until he stood at the base of the ladder leading to the hayloft above. As he climbed up, the sobs were
Once they were inside, he could hear voices coming from the living room and he frowned himself when he heard a familiar voice. The last person he wanted to talk to right now was Jamie’s brother. “I think I should go. I have some things to do at the house before you two come over for dinner,” he said as he pulled against the grasp of her hand.
“That’s crazy, Wyatt. Uncle Chase is here and you said you hadn’t talked to him in a long time. I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you again.”
Oh no, he won’t.
Samantha managed to drag him into the living room and his gaze locked on the blue eyes of Jamie’s brother. Chase’s eyes narrowed into angry slits before he rose from the couch and moved toward Wyatt with the grace of a panther. Chase stopped in front of him, pulled back his fist and hit him square in the jaw, forcing Wyatt back against the front door.
Stars flashed behind Wyatt’s eyes and Samantha screamed.
“Uncle Chase, stop!”
He ignored his niece and growled, “You son of a bitch! What the hell are you doing here?”
Chapter Six
Abby appeared by Chase’s side in a flash, stepping between her husband and Wyatt. Jamie stood pinned to the wall and Samantha yelled at Chase to stop.
“This doesn’t help things, honey,” Abby said softly, facing her husband.
“He’s the one who ran out, Abby.” His eyes locked on his wife for a moment before they returned to Wyatt.
“We had this conversation,” Jamie said, stepping closer. “It wasn’t his fault. I told you that.”
“He could have stayed anyway. He took the chicken-shit way out and left town so he wouldn’t have to deal with his responsibilities.”
“I didn’t have much choice in the matter, Chase. Jamie wouldn’t even talk to me,” Wyatt explained. “You know your sister.”
“Yeah, I do, but what about the last nine years, Wyatt? It’s not like you didn’t know where she lived.”
“I realize that too. I never said this was all her fault. I accept the blame for how things have turned out as well.”
“Are you prepared to take responsibility for Samantha now? Are you prepared to be a father to her like you should have been for the last nine years?”
Jamie heard a startled gasp and spun around. All of them had completely forgotten Samantha stood nearby.
“Samantha—baby. Let me explain.”
“He’s my dad?”
“Sam…”
“Tell me now, Mom. No more lies and no more avoiding the questions. Is Wyatt my father?”
Jamie closed her eyes as the deafening silence filled the space around them. When she opened them again, tears burned her eyes and gathered at the corners. The hurt look on Samantha’s face tore her heart to shreds. “Yes, baby, he is.”
Samantha looked at Wyatt with the same hurt. “Did you know? Even at the hospital, did you know even then?” Wyatt wiped the blood from his lip and moved toward Samantha, but she stepped back. “Tell me the truth. Did you know even then?”
“Yeah, pumpkin, I did. As soon as I saw your name on the triage sheet, I knew who you were.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed. “I don’t believe you two! Neither one of you could be honest with me!” She turned on her heel and ran out of the living room. Jamie jumped when the back door slammed. She took a step to follow, but Wyatt stopped her with a hand on her arm.
“Let me. Maybe I can explain.”
“But…”
“She’s upset, Jamie. Let me try, okay?”
Jamie nodded and watched as he disappeared through the kitchen.
* * * *
The ragged sobs of his daughter sliced his heart like a knife through soft butter. Keeping the secret from her had been wrong, he knew that now. Reaching out to her was the only way he could think of to fix this. Staying away from her for the last nine years had been wrong on his part.
He followed the sounds of her sobs until he stood at the base of the ladder leading to the hayloft above. As he climbed up, the sobs were
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