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She needed protection for herself—and her baby…
Kit Bannack had witnessed a murder and set a killer on her trail. Fortunately, the sexiest cowboy she’s ever seen has kidnapped her for safekeeping. And while her handsome bodyguard has kept her and her child out of harm’s way, Luke St. John has surely stolen her heart…forever.
By night, Luke showers her with tender caresses. By day, he is consumed by his need to right a wrong. And Kit knows he is everything she could want…need…in a husband and father. But before they can be a family, they’ll have to catch a killer….
Previously Published.
Three of your favorite Intrigue writers have joined together to bring you this special, brand-new LOST & FOUND trilogy.
Three women go into labor in the same Texas hospital, and shortly after the babies are born, fire erupts. Though each mother and baby make it to safety, there’s more than the mystery of birth to solve now…
Last month Amanda Stevens led off with Somebody’s Baby; this month it’s B. J. Daniels with A Father for Her Baby. B.J. loved going back to Texas, even if it was only for the book. She says, “I loved the smell of the Gulf sea air, eating some gumbo and sitting under an oak in the shade. I’ve never forgotten my Texas roots or lost all my Southern accent. I have relatives in Texas who make the greatest gumbo and brag that Texas is bigger than Montana. But, like my characters, my home is Montana, not far from Big Sky, where I can snowboard in the winters and boat in the summers. I do miss the gumbo, though.”
Don’t miss the exciting conclusion to LOST & FOUND next month in Carla Cassidy’s A Father’s Love.
Happy reading!
Debra Matteucci
Senior Editor & Editorial Coordinator
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A Father for Her Baby
B. J. Daniels
This is for my brother, Charles Allen Johnson.
Here’s wishing all your dreams come true. A woman you can love. A life that makes you happy. And above all the freedom to enjoy what you love most. Good luck, little brother. I’m rooting for you.
Kit Bannack Killhorn—She’s running for her life with only one thought in mind—protecting her baby.
Luke St. John—He has sworn to avenge his brother’s death, and Kit Bannack Killhorn is going to help him one way or another.
Derrick Killhorn—He will stop at nothing to find Kit and the baby and bring them back to Montana.
Jason St. John—What kind of trouble did he stumble into that he just couldn’t walk away from?
Lucille Johnson—She’s the best cook in Texas and is cooking up something for Kit and her baby.
Belinda Killhorn—Is Derrick’s ex-wife telling the truth or does she have her own ax to grind?
Sanders Killhorn—He’s always been his brother’s keeper. But could even he save his brother this time?
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
“Don’t tell me you haven’t found her,” the angry voice bellowed on the other end of the phone line.
That was the last thing Sanders Killhorn wanted to tell his brother, Derrick.
“A woman that pregnant can’t have just disappeared into thin air,” Derrick snapped.
But Derrick’s wife had done exactly that. Disappeared. Seven months of searching, and Sanders had found no trace of Kit. He crossed the room to the motel window, dragging the phone with him, and peered out. The sun hung on the Dallas skyline, fiery red. As red as Kit’s hair.
“What about the guy who said he’d seen her in Texas City?” Derrick demanded.
“I talked to him.” Behind Sanders, only the flickering television screen lit the nondescript motel room as another day dissolved into darkness and defeat. “He was only interested in the reward. He didn’t know anything.”
Derrick swore loudly. “I won’t rest until I find my son.”
His son? Sanders felt a chill. Derrick had no way of knowing if Kit had given birth to a boy. His brother’s obsession with having a son scared him—just as it had Kit. Was that why she’d taken off?
“Someone has to have seen her,” Derrick said. “Maybe she’s cut her hair or dyed it.”
Sanders couldn’t imagine Kit doing either. But then, he couldn’t