sheâd helped him cram for a test and heâd made an A or when heâd worked odd jobs to save enough to buy her a necklace the first Christmas theyâd been together.The glimpse of her smile had made it all worth it. Randyâs voice calling Nicholas pulled Zachary away from the pastâthankfully. He didnât need to remember.
Jordanâs son flashed him a smile. âGotta go.â He whirled and raced toward the other kids.
Zachary watched the children talking. Nicholas pointed at something in the creek and Jana squealed, ducking behind Randy. A brown, foot-long snake slithered through the water. Zachary slid his attention to Jordan. Her eyes grew round, and she backed away from the stream. She never did like snakes.
He chuckled, remembering that time heâd found one on her porch. Sheâd jumped into his arms so fast heâd staggered back, almost losing his balance. But heâd recovered and tightened his embrace, cradling her against him. The onslaught of memories cracked a fissure in the wall about his emotions.
Those carefree days were over. Sheâd walked away from him and never looked back.
âWe better get back to the barn.â Zachary started for his horse.
âDo we hafta, Uncle Zachary?â
He glanced at his niece. âYeah, Alexa will be here to pick up Jana.â
Nicholas had already crossed the stream while the other three were still on the opposite side. They reluctantly followed. For a few seconds a yearning for what he didnât have inundated Zachary. But he pushed it aside. He just had to be satisfied with having a niece and two nephews. And staying out of Jordanâs way.
Chapter Three
S ore, Jordan slid to the ground back at the barn half an hour later, keeping her eye on her son to make sure he dismounted okay. He did, almost like a pro. She had to admit everything Nicholas did he did well. He was quick to pick up things. But usually they werenât physical activities.
Jordan caught sight of Zachary taking a few extra moments to explain to her son how to take care of his horse after a ride. Nicholas absorbed what Zachary told him with his usual intense concentration. She knew that after this he wouldnât have to be told again. Zachary patted him on the shoulder. The smile her son gave Zachary right before he strode away to tend to his gelding stirred doubts in her that she hadnât made a good choice all those years ago.
That brief scene confirmed she had to tell Zachary about Nicholas soon. There was no way she could keep her secret if they were both living in such a small town. He was bound to find out some way or another. She still didnât know how she would break the news. Tell Zachary first or Nicholas? She felt in over her head. But maybe this was one of the reasons sheâd finally come home. She wanted Nicholas to be surrounded by familyâeven Zacharyâs. It would be toher sonâs benefit, and maybe for once, she wouldnât feel so alone in this world. Yes, sheâd always had the support of her mother, grandmother and sister, but long-distance support wasnât the same as immediate face-to-face interactions. And yet, for years sheâd lived far away from that support because of her feelings toward Zachary.
Could she really tell him? If she kept quiet, she wouldnât have to see him. She could even leave Tallgrass. He never had to know. That idea suddenly appealed to her because every time she thought of telling him about Nicholas, her stomach coiled into a hard ball.
âHi. Jana told me your son had his first riding lesson today.â A young woman with long, curly mahogany hair and soft, dark brown eyes stopped next to Jordan. âIâm Alexa Ferguson, Janaâs stepmom.â
Jordan shook the hand the twentysomething offered her. âNice to meet you. My son enjoyed getting to know Jana and the others. He can be shy around new kids.â
âSo can Jana, but this year