Kiss Me Cowboy (Cowboys of Crested Butte 3) - Page 79

“I think so.”

“Listen to it.”

He didn’t know how Bree knew, but she did. He pulled the phone out and listened to the voice mail. It was Tucker all right, and he wanted him to call him back. What the hell was he going to tell him? He didn’t know what was going on himself.

“What should I do, Bree?” he asked. The question slipped out.

“Call him, and tell him to get his fucking ass here as fast as he can.”

“But what—”

“Call him, Jace. Now.”

Jace went outside. He couldn’t talk to Tuck while Bree listened.

“Hey,” Tuck answered.

“Where the fuck are you?”

“I’m nowhere.”

“If I could, I’d reach through this phone and beat the shit out of you. Answer me—where the fuck are you?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“You need to get your ass back here as soon as you can, no matter what it takes to make it happen.”

“What’s going on, Jace?”

He heard the desperation in his brother’s voice. Where to start? “You’re about to lose your baby, asshole.” Jace hung up. There wasn’t anything more he could say. It was up to Tuck now. He either came or he didn’t.

“Well?” Bree asked when he walked back in.

“He’s on his way. I think.”

“You think?”

“It’s up to him now, Bree.”

“What did you tell him?”

“Enough.” Jace prayed it was.

His baby? What was Jace talking about? He couldn’t have a baby. He’d only been with Blythe since before Thanksgiving. Then the accident happened. There couldn’t be a baby. Jace wouldn’t fuck with him about something like this, though. If his brother said there was a baby, there had to be one. If there was a baby, Blythe was pregnant.

He left the bar. He didn’t tell anyone he was leaving. He didn’t go back to his room. He kept his ID and money strapped to his body. He couldn’t afford to lose either, so he kept them on him at all times. There wasn’t anything else in his room he would need.

When he got to the private airstrip, he found someone who agreed to fly him to the States, for the right price. Tucker reached in and gave the man twice what he’d asked for.

Five hours later, they landed on another private airstrip outside Colorado Springs. It was 3:00 AM, and there was a car waiting for him. Amazing what he could accomplish by throwing enough cash at it.

Tucker called Jace. “I’m here. Where are you?”

“Memorial Hospital.” Jace hung up on him again.

Twenty minutes later, Tucker pulled up in front the emergency room and saw Jace outside, waiting for him.

“I’ll park it. Go in there and beg them to tell you something. You’ll have to tell them you’re the baby’s father.”

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