His Lost and Found FamilyBy: Sarah M. Anderson
A secret baby brings ex-lovers together in this tale of lost memories and second chances
Getting hit with divorce papers isn’t the fresh beginning Jake Holt wanted with Skye Taylor. But when he returns to their Texas hometown, he finds Skye has a child…and no memory of the couple’s painful breakup.
After a long coma, Skye doesn’t remember being swept up in a tornado or nearly losing her baby girl. Seeing Jake again rekindles their all-consuming passion. Then she starts to remember… Is their love strong enough to overcome the past so they can become a real family?
Skye looked around and was surprised to see that she recognized the road they were on. Now was as good a time as any to start making some new memories.
“What?” Jake asked in alarm as he slammed on the brakes.
“We used to park here, remember?” She undid her seat belt and slid over to him. “We used to stop here on the way home.”
She grinned nervously at him. Yes, she wanted to get home to Grace, but she’d been in a bed—by herself—for the past four months. It was time to fix that starting right now.
Jake was stiff in her arms. “We did,” he said through gritted teeth.
“Are you going to kiss me, Jake Holt?” she whispered against his lips.
He turned his head. “The doctor said— He said we shouldn’t stress you out too much. Physically.”
Skye sighed in disappointment. “Not even if I want to be stressed? Just a little? Not even a kiss?”
Jake didn’t reply for a moment. Then he sort of chuckled and said, “When we used to stop here, I don’t remember it ever being just a kiss.”
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His Lost and Found Family is part of the Texas Cattleman’s Club: After the Storm series— As a Texas town rebuilds, love heals all wounds…
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Jake Holt could not believe his eyes. What on God’s green earth had happened to Royal, Texas?
Yeah, he’d been gone for four years after cutting off all contact with his family and his hometown. He expected some things to have changed. But this? He drove down what had been the main commercial drag. Fast-food restaurants and big-box stores all looked like someone had run over them with a freight train. He passed the hospital, where it looked as if a whole wing was missing.
Jesus. It looked as if a bomb had gone off here. Or...
Or a tornado had blown the town to bits.
The thought made him nervous. Jake cast a withering glance at the papers in the benign-looking envelope on the passenger seat. Divorce papers. Skye had sent him divorce papers. He probably shouldn’t be surprised—he hadn’t spoken to her in almost ten months. He’d been out of the country, setting up an IT at a new oil site in Bahrain. He’d been busy and she’d made her feelings clear.
Part of him knew the marriage was over. They wanted different things. He wanted to be free of their families and their never-ending feud over land. He wanted to wash his hands of Royal, Texas, for good. He’d wanted to get his business, Texas Sky Technologies, off the ground, which required a lot of hard work. He’d wanted to be a success and give her everything she wanted.
Except he couldn’t. Skye wanted the impossible. She hadn’t been able to let go of the crazy notions she’d had about coming back home and resolving the family feud and somehow bringing the Taylors and Holts together. He didn’t know why. Maybe so they could join hands and sing in perfect harmony and share a soda together.
No matter what her reasons, it wasn’t going to happen. The Taylors and the Holts had been arguing, suing and occasionally shooting over the same piece of land for at least a hundred years and nothing Jake did or said was going to change that. Hell, he couldn’t even get his own family to accept that he’d fallen in love with Skye Taylor. How was he supposed to convince her parents to accept him as a son-in-law?
Easier just to pick up and start over somewhere new.
Or it had been, until it all fell apart.
Still, Jake could not believe that she’d actually had him served with divorce papers. Skye had been his world for so long. They’d sacrificed everything to be together once.
The papers were dated eight months ago. Jake wasn’t about to sign the damn things and mail them off. Not until he made good and sure that Skye was done with him.