Love Inspired November: 2022 Box Set 2 of 2 by Virginia Wise

Author:Virginia Wise
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

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Nash observed the expression on Harlow’s face as she watched her son trudge up the stairs. He knew that look. The corner of her bottom lip caught between her teeth. A slight pull between her eyes.

Something worried her. Something about the little boy.

Which brought him right back to the niggling at the base of his brain. Who was Davis’s father?

The boy was somewhere past three years old. Nash had been away four. The timing was right. Davis’s left cheekbone bore the mark of an unusual dimple, exactly like the one on Nash’s mother’s face. The boy had a cowlick in the same spot Nash had battled all his life, which was one of the reasons he kept his hair short.

Nash swallowed hard. If he was Davis’s father, he wanted to know.

Harlow claimed he wasn’t.

Or had she?

Slowly, while mulling, he replaced the checkers in their case.

He tried to recall Harlow’s exact words. Something about her and the guy being together only a short time before he left.

With a start, he realized that nothing in her statement ruled out Nash as the boy’s dad.

He cleared his throat. “Harlow.”

She whipped around, startled. “I forgot you were here.”

One side of his mouth lifted. “No, you didn’t.”

Her eyes narrowed. She tilted her head to one side. “Oh, that’s right. You’re unforgettable.”

Snarky again. Defensive. Not joking the way she used to. He was beginning to think her bad attitude was about more than his four-year silence.

“I want to ask you something.”

Caution leaped into her eyes. She reached for the checkers box on the table. The pieces inside rattled. “I need to put this away.”

He put his hand over hers, stopping her jittery movements. “Harlow.”

She lifted hazel eyes to his. Her throat flexed. “What?”

Gus shifted in the recliner, mumbled in his sleep.

The older man was in the room. The timing was wrong. Nash wanted to ask her, but not here, not now, not without thinking things through.

If she said, yes, what would he do or say?

Knee-jerk reactions were seldom good. He’d sure learned that the hard way of late.

He shook his head and tamped back the question pressing to be released.

Clearing his throat again, he asked the next thing that came into his head. “Mind if I use your computer?”

His finances were never far from his thoughts. Some part of him kept hoping he’d been wrong, that his accounts remained intact. He needed to take a look.

As if she’d expected some other topic of conversation, Harlow blinked a couple of times before saying, “Regretting the cell phone you didn’t bring?”

Nash shrugged an eyebrow. “Not that much.”

The ranch computer was an older workhorse desktop that sat on a small table at the end of the living room next to a two-drawer file cabinet, the Matheson version of a home office.

“Admit it. You’re missing all your social media fans.” This time her sarcasm was tempered with amusement.

“Desperately. They complete me.” He intentionally joked, not wanting the cold-eyed Harlow to resurface.

His attempt at humor worked. She snickered and booted up the machine.

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