The Texan's Truth
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He’s always been a loner,
but coming home could change everything…
Returning to his hometown, Bridges Espinoza’s surprised to find his cousin’s widow, Lilianna—the woman he once secretly loved—there as well. But even more stunning is the child who shows up claiming to be his son. Certain he can’t be a father, Bridges works with Lilianna to find the truth. But a shocking discovery about Cooper’s parentage could tear their makeshift family apart…
From Harlequin Love Inspired: Uplifting stories of faith, forgiveness and hope.
Cowboys of Diamondback Ranch
Book 1: The Texan’s Secret Daughter
Book 2: The Texan’s Surprise Return
Book 3: The Texan’s Promise
Book 4: The Texan’s Unexpected Holiday
Book 5: The Texan’s Truth
Jolene Navarro
Jolene, a seventh-generation Texan, knows, as much as the world changes, people stay the same. Good and evil. Vow-keepers and heart breakers. Jolene married a vow-keeper who showed her that dancing in the rain never gets old. Her life, much like her stories, is filled with faith, family, laughter, dirty dishes and all of life's wonderful messiness. She loves spending time with her four kids, and can be found at jolenenavarrowriter.com and fb @ jolenenavarroauthor
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The Texan's Truth - Jolene Navarro
Chapter One
The steady pounding of Bridges Espinoza’s footsteps vibrated throughout his body. With each hard hit on the packed sand, the pain tried to win, but he pushed back. His shepherd mix, Big Mack, kept a steady pace with him, staying close to his right leg.
The dog loved running as much as he did. This was their first time since he’d been shot in the middle of a domestic dispute. His mother’s worst nightmare had come true. As a police officer he’d been hit in the line of duty. Now he was back home in Port Del Mar recovering from a shotgun wound to the shoulder.
Gritting his teeth against the burn, he measured each breath as he forced oxygen into his lungs, increasing their capacity.
The beach was full of summer tourists, brightly colored canopies and umbrellas. Trucks and SUVs were lined up yards away from the waves, creating a continuous line of chrome and tires. The pesky phone vibrated for the third time in less than an hour. He didn’t bother to check it. Either his mother or one of his sisters was calling. Being one of seven kids was fun most of the time, but his mother was the definition of gallina clueca. The English terms, mother hen or momma bear, were tame compared to his mother. And in less time than it had taken for the bullet to rip through his shoulder, his two older sisters were right next to her, demanding to know where he was and what he was doing.
Are you sleeping enough? Are you eating good food? You should be at Momma’s house. Why did you leave? It was a barrage of the same questions every time. They always ended with a lecture and a list of reasons he should be recovering at home with her, under their loving care.
For the first six weeks after leaving the hospital, he had stayed with his mother. Now he was renting a cabin a few miles down the road. But being in Port Del Mar wasn’t close enough for them.
They wanted to be in control of all his time. Which was why he was hiding out at the Diamondback Ranch. His old service buddy, Damian De La Rosa, had offered a cabin on the property, and he’d taken it. It was close without being too close.
He was thirty-one. He pushed into the run. A soldier since he was eighteen. His heart pounded in his ears, but it couldn’t stop his sisters’ voices.
They didn’t care that he’d served as an officer in San Antonio’s K-9 unit; they had no faith that he could take care of himself. One bullet wound in the shoulder and they fell back to treating him like a helpless child.
He leaned into the pain. He was stronger than the injury.
His mother told everyone who would listen that he had come so close to dying that he needed to be surrounded by familia.
Cramps pinched at his calves as sweat rolled from his hairline down his face. He should have brought water but giving up was not an option. Denying the pain, he focused his gaze on the pier ahead. The throbbing in his shoulder screamed at him. He controlled his body.
Tío Bridges!
In the blurry distance, a small form jumped up and down, waving at him.
He squinted against the sun. That couldn’t be right. Now hallucinations were stalking him. Without a doubt, he needed water. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten it in his truck. Rookie mistake. Not good. He checked his watch. He’d been running longer than planned.
Tío!
The boy was now sprinting toward him. No doubt it was Sebastian, Eduardo and Lilianna’s son. The familiar twist hit his gut. Eduardo had been more than his second cousin. He’d been his best friend since they were in diapers.
Why was his son here? Sebastian should be in San Antonio with his mother. When had Lilianna returned to his small corner of the world in Port Del Mar?
All the emotions he worked hard to conceal assaulted him. He didn’t like surprises.
Bridges stopped. The muscles in his legs threatened to give out and take him down. He let go of Big Mack’s leash and leaned over. Bracing his hands on his knees, he closed his eyes for a moment to slow his breathing and heart rate.
Bridges scanned the tourists for Sebastian’s mother.
Lilianna. His heart did its usual hitch at the first sight of her. The surprise left him unprepared to see her. Not that she had a clue as to his confused feelings about her.
The three of them had been inseparable first grade. Until she married Eduardo. The first girl Bridges had ever loved. Not that she knew that. And she never would.
All the unwelcome emotions would lead to only trouble. Teeth gritted, he made sure his heart and brain knew she was firmly in the friend zone. She had to be.
He’d lived with this reality for over half his life. Since their junior year when Eduardo had announced in the school cafeteria that he would marry Lilianna.
The three of them had been hanging out and going on backyard adventures since first grade. He had always faced the world with a confidence Bridges struggled with. He preferred to analyze, plan and take it one step at a time, then revise when needed.
But Lilianna Perez Espinoza was here on his beach; there was no time for any of that. They weren’t kids anymore. She was Eduardo’s wife...his war widow. His heart twisted at their loss.
Her face was hidden under an oversize floppy straw hat. Her golden-brown skin glowed against the form-fitted orange tank top and flowing long skirt. It had a specific name, but he was clueless. His sisters would be rolling their eyes.
All he knew was that it looked good on her. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen her in anything but scrubs.
At the funeral. Pain not related to his gunshot wound pulled at his chest. Eduardo Espinoza had been twenty-eight when they buried him. Lilianna’s husband. Sebastian’s dad.
Yes. That’s what he needed to remember. He closed his eyes against the sight of her to give his mind a chance to get on board with his plan to see her as nothing more than a friend.
The small body crashed into him, and he instinctively pulled the boy closer. Was he imagining it, or had Sebastian lost weight? He was already small for his age; why would he be getting smaller? He took a breath and made eye contact with Lilianna. What are y’all doing in Port Del Mar?
They’d both grown up here, but she hadn’t been back since they’d moved her dad to San Antonio.
A gust of wind threatened to take her hat. One hand on the crown, she glanced sideways, a distressed look on her face. The expression disappeared quickly, but he saw it.
She changed her look to a hard glare and waved her free hand at him. What are you doing?
Me?
He tried for the wide-eyed, innocent look, but they both knew she had caught him. She was a nurse and aware of his injuries. He shouldn’t be working out this hard yet. Just doing some R & R. The doctor said it would be good for me.
I’m pretty sure he was thinking more along the lines of recovery and rehab or relaxing and resting. Walking, yes. Not running. Hard. On the beach. It can’t be good for your injuries. Do you have water? Are you trying to kill yourself?
Now she was sounding like his mother and sisters. The tiny arms moved into a death grip around him, followed by a low sob. Going down to his haunches, he shifted his shoulders to look the boy in the face. The normally healthy brown skin was pale, and his eyes looked too big for his face. Now Sebastian was crying. Hey, Champ. What’s wrong?
I thought you were dead. You didn’t come back. Are you going to die?
His voice was so low, it was difficult to hear over the waves and wind. The narrow chest lurched with a hiccup.
Concerned, he looked up at Lilianna as he pulled the boy back into his arms. I’m okay.
Lillianna was on her knees next to them. Oh, sweetheart. I told you he was good. He needed time away to heal. I’m just being bossy like I get when people are sick.
His amber eyes went wide. Abuelito got sick, and he died. And my daddy was hurt at work and never came home.
He looked up at Bridges. You haven’t come to visit since Christmas. That was a long time ago. When I asked, Mom said you got hurt on the job. I waited for you.
His gaze shot up to Lilianna. Why didn’t you call me?
He took a deep breath at the thought of not being there when they needed him.
She rested a hand on her son’s back, and her face softened. Oh, sweetheart. Why didn’t you tell me you were worried? We could have called him.
She favored him with a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
He should have known the boy would miss the rides in his dad’s truck. At least once a month, he managed to spend time in San Antonio to let Sebastian ride around in El Toro, Eduardo’s beloved pickup. He had wanted to find a way to keep his cousin real for the son who had been too young to really remember him. I’m sorry. With everything—
No apologies.
She cut him off. You’ve had enough to worry about. Your mom called me. She’s concerned that you’re doing too much, now that you aren’t staying with her.
She tried to smile again. It was brighter this time.
They’re not fans of mine right now.
More like his mother and sisters were fuming mad with him for leaving. He was used to living on his own and needed his space, but they thought one of them should be by his side 24/7. I stayed with her for six weeks after being released from the hospital.
He didn’t bother to add that he hadn’t been able to breathe. And it had had nothing to do with his wound.
He soothed Sebastian’s hair back. I’m getting stronger every day, Champ.
He flexed his good arm.
Baby boy, Bridges is going to be fine.
Her large brown eyes bored into him again. Do you have water?
I hadn’t planned to run this far.
It had felt so good to be out. He had pushed his body a bit further than was safe, but there was no reason for her to know the details. The water’s in my truck, by the pier.
He pointed behind her. Mack and I were going in to get a drink. Really, it’s not as bad as it looks.
He stroked the windblown hair of the seven-year-old, who had Eduardo’s eyes. He looked so much like his daddy. You’re good? Having fun is required when you’re on a beach.
The boy mumbled a yes. Bridges looked to Lilianna for confirmation.
She nodded. I would have called if I’d needed you. I promise.
He hadn’t been needed. That was a blessing. It was. The pouting toddler inside him needed to grow up.
Seeking a distraction, he scanned the area. The beach was full of summer tourists, more than he had expected this early in the morning. What brings you to the sunny beaches of Port Del Mar?
Another gust of wind came up behind him, stronger than the last. Umbrellas flew overhead. He ducked and covered Sebastian. Debris flew over them, and Lilianna lost her grip on her straw hat. He started to go after it, but she stopped him. Stay with Sebastian.
She ran after it. A woman they had gone to school with caught it. Lilianna spoke with her for a bit, then bent down and looked at her daughter. Then she pulled a small first-aid kit from her bag and did something with the girl’s hand.
What’s Momma doing?
What she’s good at. Helping others.
What was she doing here? Time off was a foreign concept for her. She hadn’t taken any vacation since Eduardo’s death three years ago. She was head nurse at one of the busiest emergency rooms in San Antonio.
Is that little girl okay?
Sebastian asked him.
They’re all smiling, so I’m sure she is.
He stroked the boy’s hair. Your mom’s superpower is taking care of people.
But mommy couldn’t save Abuelito.
He dug deeper into Bridges’s neck. Or my daddy.
Guilt hit him hard. He hadn’t thought about how his being shot would affect the little guy.
Hooking his finger under the small chin, he made sure they had eye contact. We don’t always know why things happen, but your mom is not going anywhere. I’m always here for both of you. We just have to trust that God has it all under control, no matter what happens.
He smiled, hoping he gave the boy a sense of peace he couldn’t find for himself. If he could live by his own words, life would be easier.
With a hug and a wave, Lilianna walked back to them, her thick hair now flying free. The sun highlighted the red streaks hidden in the brown. With a grunt, he managed to steer his gaze to the waves. He should not be noticing the color of her hair.
Standing, he picked Sebastian up.
Hey. Have you been to the beach before?
No. Momma said it was time for a vacation. She grew up here. With you and Daddy, right?
Yep. Our families hung out all the time.
Once she married Eduardo, they never came back. Even when he came to visit. Why had she shown up without any warning? His mother should have known. She knew everything about the comings and goings of the small coastal town.
Standing in front of Bridges and her son, Lilianna pulled out two bottles of water from her bag.
You have a full survival kit in that tote of yours.
He winked.
Tilting her head, she narrowed her gaze. Was he trying to distract her? You, sir, should not be holding him.
Trading one of the waters for her son, she took a moment to hug him tight. He wriggled against the confinement, so she let him slip to the sand.
Bridges was letting his dog drink out of his bottle. Sebastian laughed, then he went to Bridges’s dog and shared his water too.
Sebastian. That’s your water.
She took the bottle and wiped the rim.
Narrowing her eyes, she glared at Bridges. Dehydration is the number-one cause for accidents on the beach. You’re pushing yourself too hard. What’s going on? This is not like you.
Bridges grinned around the bottle as he took a long drink. He had the audacity to act like she was being childish. Lowering his water, he winked. Nurse Lilianna taking care of everyone. You can’t stop yourself, can you? Just so you know, my mother and sisters are pushing me to my limits.
Bridges gave the dog the rest of his water, then walked toward the pier. Big Mack and Sebastian followed him. It had always been that way growing up. Eduardo had been louder and more outgoing, but Bridges had been their true leader. Strong, steady and silent—and always knowing which direction to take.
Unlike her husband who tended to charge into life at full throttle, Bridges naturally faded into the background. Eduardo had loved his nickname, El Toro. Had even named that stupid truck The Bull. She bit back the sudden tears.
She knew Bridges had to miss Eduardo as much as she did, but he never talked about it. Was it hard for him to be around her and Sebastian? Was that the real reason he hadn’t called or visited in the last five months?
She fell into step on the other side of him. Has the doctor already released you to return to a full workout and lifting over fifteen pounds?
He didn’t bother to answer. They both knew the truth. She just wanted to hear him say it. Sebastian held the leash, although she knew that it was more to make people feel comfortable around the big dog. He wouldn’t make a move without Bridges’s permission.
She glanced back up at him. He was watching her with that crooked grin and a spark in his eyes.
Don’t you dare give me that look. You’re not out of trouble.
I thought you were on vacation. Shouldn’t you take a break from saving lost causes?
You’re not a lost cause. I’m just worried about you, and so is your family.
His good humor slipped right off his face. Shoving his hands in the pockets of his jogging shorts, he turned all his attention to staring at some unknown point in the distance. Why are you and Sebastian here in Port Del Mar?
Like you said, vacation.
That sounded weak to her own ears.
When was the last time you took more than one or two days off work?
That’s part of the problem. I haven’t.
She glanced at her son. He was happily chatting with the dog. Sebastian hasn’t been doing well. There have been bursts of angry fits that are not normal for him. He hasn’t been eating. I need to spend more time with him. He’s been acting out. The end of school wasn’t easy. With all the financial responsibility being on my shoulders now, I worry about...
She rubbed her arm.
Sebastian looked over at her. Are you okay, Momma?
Yes, sweetheart. Thank you. It’s been an exciting morning. I’m ready to show you Tito’s house and take a nap.
A nap?
He didn’t look happy about that, but he didn’t say anything