about to have dinner.”
Undaunted, Lily said, “Tomorrow?”
Ava shook her head. “No. We…have plans.”
She sounded utterly panicked, Jared noticed. Hell, she looked panicked. Obviously she didn’t want him around her child. What did she think he was going to do?
His jaw tightened.
They’d talked about children once. The first night they’d made love. Late into the night in the small tack shed he’d fixed up to look romantic. They’d talked about everything: their future, being together, kids. Then he’d pulled her close, kissed her hungrily and made love to her again. Jared shook the images of wet skin and heated mouths out of his head. He wasn’t here to reminisce. She owed him an explanation and tomorrow would be the perfect time to get it. Muna could take Lily to see the horses and he and Ava could talk.
“What are we doing, Mommy?” Lily asked.
Ava startled. “When?”
“Tomorrow.” Jared supplied dryly.
“Oh. Well, I thought I’d take you to the movies. That cartoon you wanted to see is playing.”
“No,” Lily said, her brows drawing together. “I wanna see Jared’s horsies. One’s gonna have a baby.”
Ava tucked a stray hair behind Lily’s ear. “Jared’s a very busy man, sweetie.”
In other words, Jared thought, she thought he should be leaving, getting back to that busy life and getting out of here. Fine, he’d give her what she wanted and be on his way. But not without a promise for tomorrow.
“I wanna help him with the baby horsie, Mommy.”
“Oh, Lil. He doesn’t do that himself. He hires a vet to—”
“Actually I do help in the birth,” Jared interrupted.
Ava’s brows rose considerably. “You do?”
“Don’t sound so surprised,” he said tightly. “I am good for more than asset allocation and stock portfolios. I was pretty handy on a ranch once upon a time.”
Ava felt like crawling beneath the blades of grass that fluttered in the breeze under her hand. She hadn’t said one sane word since she’d seen him and Lily together. She amended, “I know you are. I didn’t mean that. I just never knew that you helped with foaling, that’s all.”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Ava.” He jammed his hat back on his head. “And there’s a lot I don’t know about you.”
The thin shelter of grass was far too open a place to hide, she thought. She scanned the ground, ashamed of those kinds of thoughts. She knew better than anyone that running away never solved a thing. Was she going to run forever? Was she ever going to stop, take a deep breath and face life?
Admittedly, facing life, past and future was partly why she’d come back to Paradise. She looked up into Jared’s severe but magnetic gaze and found no shelter, no safe place to fall, only a deep yearning and seething anger.
At that moment, Lily jumped to her feet in a fit of spirit. “You can help us, too, Mommy.”
“Listen, Lil, I never said—”
The little girl put her hands on her hips. “C’mon, peas?”
Saying no to the word “peas” was near to impossible.
“First things first,” Jared said to Lily. “Why don’t you two just come by tomorrow, then we’ll see about helping with the foaling.” He nodded at Ava. “My house at noon? Can’t miss the place. Out the highway, then a right at Wes Lamb’s place and down a few miles.”
Ava opened her mouth to speak, then closed it as she shook her head. “I know you’re really busy with your work. We can—”
“There’s a lot to catch up on.” He arched a brow at her. “I’ll make the time.”
“See, Mommy. He said he makes time.”
Yes, he did, Ava thought, frustration setting in for the second time that day. She knew now that he wasn’t here to get an invitation to Rita’s wedding. He’d come here for answers. But Lily’s presence, her existence, had thrown him, so he was pushing for tomorrow when he could get her alone. The thought unnerved Ava in ways she didn’t want to explore.
“Can I pet the horsies, Jared?” Lily asked, her eyes dancing.
“I don’t see why not.” He gave her an easy smile. “It’ll be good for them to see a pretty face after looking at the ranch hands’ ugly mugs day in and day out.”
Lily looked at her mother. “Mommy? Peas…”
Jared tipped his Stetson back. “Ava?”
It was a challenge—and one she knew she shouldn’t back down from.
The unrelenting heat from the sun burned through her clothes. And no cool breeze was sent to rescue her. She felt herself nod. “All right.”
Lily squealed. “I’m gonna tell Auntie Rita.”
Yeah, tell Rita. She’s going to love this.
“She’s a great kid, Ava,” Jared said as Lily took off into the house.
“Thank you.” She gave him a tight-lipped smile.
“So, where’s her father?”
She felt her smile fade. “Excuse me?”
“Your husband? Where is he?”
“As I said, we’re not together anymore,” she said quickly, coming to her feet.
A shadow passed over his eyes. “I can’t help but wonder why you kept your last name.” He looked up at her, his steely gray gaze searing through her. “Look, I was going to wait until tomorrow. But maybe we can get a head start.” His brows raised expectantly. “Don’t you think I’ve waited long enough to hear the truth?”
“The…truth,” she fairly stuttered as she turned away sharply, searching for the right words anywhere else but in his eyes.
She didn’t get very far.
Her hand brushed against the picnic table, knocking over the pitcher of lemonade. She fought for her footing as ceramic crashed against brick, as liquid and ice spilled everywhere. Her pulse pounded in her ears. In an instant, she was on her knees grabbing for the shards of orange and green earthenware, Jared beside her.
Her mind churned at a hundred miles an hour. He wanted to hear the truth. But which truth?
Ava sucked in her breath and dropped a shard of broken pottery. Clutching her hand to her breast, she glanced down, her index finger stinging and aching. Tiny droplets of blood fell from her finger onto the ground and onto the jagged square of ceramic.
Jared
