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hardest thing she had ever had to do, the day she told him she didn’t love him and walked away. He had come by several times for days after that, but she couldn’t see him. She would never have been able to let him walk away again if she had seen him, so she locked herself in her room and refused to come out until he had left town. Now he was back and she didn’t know how she would be able to handle him being so close, but she knew she had to figure it out. He had a right to know his daughter, she supposed. After all, it wasn’t his choice to leave.
    She walked up to the front and raised her hand to knock, but hesitated for a moment, biting her lip. Taking a deep breath, she rapped a couple of times and waited.
    “I’m coming,” she heard him shout from somewhere off in the distance, but as soon as he opened the door her heart slammed against her ribs. Pressure built between her legs and she had to shift slightly in a vain attempt to relieve it while she swallowed, hard .
    Holy hot damn! I’m in trouble now!

Chapter Four

    Wyatt stood leaning against the doorjamb with his shoulder while she surveyed his bare chest. He cocked his head slightly to the side when her gaze traveled down the smattering of chest hair to his belly button and the thin line that disappeared at the waistband of his jeans. He cleared his throat and her gaze ricocheted back to his face. Heat crawl up her neck and splash across her cheeks.
    He crossed his arms over the tempting flesh of his broad chest and said, “Something I can do for you?”
    “Well…” Her voice squeaked and she had to clear her throat and try again. “I thought we should talk.”
    “Talk.” The corners of his mouth lifted in a smile that she hadn’t seen in a very long time—one that could curl her toes in her boots, just like it was right now.
    “Yeah. I mean we haven’t had a chance to talk and I think we need to get some things straightened out.”
    His arm swept to the side. “By all means, come on in then so we can…talk.”
    She frowned for a moment before she stepped over the threshold and moved to walk past him. The scent of his cologne and male musk sent her desire into a raging inferno and she stutter-stepped slightly when she neared him.
    Damn it! This is going to be harder than I thought.
    “Have a seat.” He motioned toward the couch. “Can I get you something to drink?”
    “No thanks.” She gingerly took a seat on the leather sofa and slid her hands between her knees to try to stop them from shaking when he took the seat next to her. “You have no idea how hard this is for me, Wyatt.”
    “You don’t think it was hard on me when you forced me to leave nine years ago?”
    A tear formed at the corner of her eye and she brushed it away with her fingertips, but she couldn’t look at him. She didn’t want to see the pain on his face—the pain she put there. “I did what I thought would be the best thing for all involved.”
    “The best thing for whom? It sure in the hell wasn’t the best thing for me.”
    “I did it for you, so you wouldn’t drop out of school.”
    “Me? You didn’t even ask me what I wanted. All you thought about was yourself. You didn’t give a shit about me or the daughter you carried in your belly—my daughter.” He jumped to his feet and started to pace as he raked his fingers through his hair. “I don’t even know her. God! She’s nine years old and I don’t even know her at all. I’m assuming by the complete lack of recognition on her part, she doesn’t know who I am.”
    “No.”
    “What the fuck did you tell her? That I left you? That I died?”
    The pain in his eyes sliced her heart to ribbons and she rubbed the spot on her chest right above where the shattering organ lay. “It hasn’t come up in conversation yet. She’s just started asking about you lately. Up until now, she just accepted things the way they were.”
    Head tipped back on his shoulders, he said, “You realize I want to be a