Linda Warren - A Texas Family

A Texas-size secret…

Nine years ago, Jena Brooks fled Willow Creek, Texas, as a frightened teenager. Now she’s finally found the courage to come home, and this time she’s not leaving without her baby. Memories of Asa Corbett stealing her newborn child still haunt Jena to this day. Unfortunately, her best chance at finding her baby is Asa’s eldest son, local cop Carson Corbett.

Trusting a Corbett again isn’t easy, but they’ll need to rely on each other completely to face their pasts and discover the truth. Together, Jena and Carson have a chance to heal old wounds and unite their families for good…if the truth doesn’t first tear them apart.

“What do you expect from me, Ms. Brooks?”

Her dark sad eyes found his and he felt a catch in his throat at all the pain he saw there.

“I’d like for us to look for new evidence like you mentioned.”

“Us?” He motioned from her to him with the pencil.

“Yes. I’m Blake’s personal assistant and I’m very familiar with court documents. I can help you go through all the files and maybe we can catch something that no one else has.”

“Don’t you think you’re grasping at straws?” He had to point that out.

“You didn’t think so yesterday.”

“Yesterday I hadn’t talked to my father. You have to remember that Asa is my father.”

“I realize that, but he committed a crime. And you are the law here in Willow Creek.”

His stomach churned with uneasiness. The line between family and loyalty and his job was clearly blurred.

Dear Reader,

I love secret-baby books. There. I’ve admitted it. I enjoy all the tension and complexity the theme brings to a story. And the tumultuous emotions. I love reading them and writing them. Saying that, I also have to admit out of thirty-three published books I’ve only written two secret-baby books. A Texas Family is my third.

The idea for this book came to me a few years ago when I was in the hospital. With nothing to do but lie in bed, I watched a lot of soap operas, which I don’t normally do while I’m at home writing. Of course, I got pulled into a story line. A girl had gotten pregnant when she was about fifteen or sixteen. She had carried the baby to term, but her father had given it away because he said she was too young to raise it. Years later, she comes back to her hometown a strong, mature woman determined to find the baby who had been taken from her.

As with soap operas, they go on and on, and once I was home I had to stop watching and go back to writing. But that story stayed with me and I knew I had to write my take on it, Texas-style. There are a lot of twists and turns and if you like a tearjerker, you’ll love this book. So come join Jena Brooks as she goes home and meets Carson Corbett, who will risk all to help her.

’Til next time, with love and thanks,

Linda Warren

PS—You can email me at Lw1508@aol.com or send me a message on Facebook, www.facebook.com/authorlindawarren, or on Twitter, www.twitter.com/texauthor, or write me at P.O. Box 5182, Bryan, TX 77805 or visit my website at www.lindawarren.net. Your mail and thoughts are deeply appreciated.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Two time RITA® Award-nominated and award-winning author Linda Warren loves her job, writing happily-ever-after books for Mills & Boon. Drawing upon her years of growing up on a farm/ranch in Texas, she writes about sexy heroes, feisty heroines and broken families with an emotional punch, all set against the backdrop of Texas. Her favorite pastime is sitting on her patio with her husband watching the wildlife, especially the injured ones which are coming in pairs these days: two Canada geese with broken wings, two does with broken legs and a bobcat ready to pounce on anything tasty. Learn more about Linda and her books at her website, www.lindawarren.netor on Facebook, www.facebook.com/authorlindawarren.

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Acknowledgments

I would like to thank those long-suffering friends who listened to me plotting this story over and over—I owe you chocolate.

To all those people I phoned and questioned about the law and police procedure—I owe you a strong drink.

And to Britany Wiggins for sharing her small-town Texas—I owe you a hug.

All errors are strictly mine.

Dedication

I dedicate this book to my family, the Warrens and the Siegerts.

Without your love and support I would be lost.

And to Kathleen Scheibling, my editor, who lifts my spirits when they are down.

Thank you!

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Epilogue

Excerpt

CHAPTER ONE

REVENGE WAS SUCH an ugly word. And Jena Brooks was about to get up close and personal with ugly.

She paused at the office door of Constable Carson Corbett, straightened her deep plum suit, made sure the buttons of her cream silk blouse were fastened and tossed her shoulder-length dark hair to emphasize its layered effect.

But even with the expensive clothes, artfully applied makeup and professionally cut hair, Jena couldn’t disguise who she really was—the girl from the wrong side of the tracks whose father had killed Jared Corbett in cold blood.

Because of her.

Or that was what everyone in Willow Creek, Texas, thought.

She took a deep breath and opened the door.

Carson looked up. His green eyes narrowed as he recognized her. “You have a lot of nerve coming back to Willow Creek.”

She closed the door and marched to the chair in front of his desk. His harsh words grated on her sensitive nerves like a cocklebur and oddly boosted her courage.

“You won’t believe the nerve I have, Mr. Corbett.”

Sitting with as much grace as her trembling limbs could provide, she placed her purse on the floor and crossed her legs. Her pencil skirt shimmied up, revealing more of her legs than she’d wanted.

She stared straight at him, resisting the urge to tug at her hemline, and was surprised to catch his eyes on her legs. Briefly.

He leaned back in his leather chair, the fabric of his light blue shirt stretching taut across wide shoulders.

“Why are you here?”

“Revenge.” She fired the word at him with the force of a bullet intending to annihilate his composure. But it didn’t work.

His self-possession seemed firmly intact as he asked, “For what?”

“You know what.”

“Sorry.” He shrugged. “You’ll have to fill me in.”

“Do the Corbetts have a patent on that dumb expression?”

He leaned forward, his eyes never leaving hers. “Ms. Brooks, we can trade snide remarks back and forth all day, but I have work to do. So, once again, why are you in my office?”

“I came back for my child.”

“And that has something to do with me?”

“You really have that blank expression down.”