Bring On The Night. Sara Orwig

two of them together, because she had not only cheated Jonah, she knew she had cheated her son. Henry deserved to know his father, whose only crime was to like his dangerous lifestyle and feel it was his mission to save people and help the world, even at his family’s expense.

      She looked at her watch and then at Jonah, gazing into his eyes, which snapped with fury.

      “I have an appointment in thirty minutes to view an apartment,” she reminded him.

      “I’ve been thinking about that,” Jonah said. “I want to be able to see Henry.”

      “We’ll work something out,” she assured him, rubbing her forehead. “This isn’t the time or place to do so,” she added, glancing at the child. She didn’t want to talk about visitation rights or custody battles in front of Henry, who, now that he had a full tummy, was beginning to turn his attention completely to Jonah. Henry’s big eyes were fixed on his newfound father, studying every inch of him, from the watch on his wrist to the loafers on his feet. Henry scanned Jonah’s features slowly, as if memorizing them.

      “If we’re finished here, we can talk as we walk to the car,” Jonah suggested, standing and coming around to hold her chair.

      She nodded, wanting to get rid of him before he saw her years-old vehicle, piled high with the only belongings they owned.

      Stepping outside into the sunshine, they headed for Jonah’s car.

      “If you’ll just take us back to the drugstore, my car is parked there,” she said. “You can give me your phone number. I don’t have one yet, but you know where I’ll work, and I can give you that number.”

      “Kate,” Jonah said, taking her arm while Henry hopped on one foot ahead of them. “I think I have a temporary solution for you that would save you money and enable me to get to know my son.”

      Feeling weak in the knees at his touch, she turned to face him. Even though she was five feet nine inches tall, she had to look up at him, because he was six-two.

      “What are you referring to?” she asked.

      “I just inherited a ranch. That’s why I’m here in San Antonio.”

      “You’re going to live on a ranch?” she asked in disbelief. “You’re not in Special Forces?”

      “No, I’m not,” he answered. “I got out of the military, and yes, I’m going to live on the ranch.”

      “You won’t last six months,” Kate remarked swiftly, without thinking, “unless you’re raising and riding wild bulls. You like life on the wild side too much, Jonah.”

      A muscle worked in his jaw, and she knew she had deepened his anger, but she had blurted the truth.

      He watched Henry while he took deep breaths in an obvious struggle to get his temper under control. “I have a lot of room. Move into the ranch house with me. You can commute to work and I can get to know Henry.”

      Stunned, she stared at him, caught unaware by an offer she had never dreamed of getting.