Nate doesnât know what kind of trouble Bianca is in
He only knows that he is honor-bound to protect her. He owes her brother that much. And ever since Nate Fortune found out he is related to the world-renowned Texas family, heâs braced for the unexpected. But nothing could have prepared the former navy SEAL for the reappearance of Bianca Shaw. The shy teenager Nate used to know as âBusy Beeâ has blossomed into a beautiful young womanâand sheâs just arrived at his Paseo ranch with a suitcase and her four-year-old son in tow.
Bianca isnât sure she should get lost in the arms of a man whose embrace feels so much like home. Because this soldierâs heart holds secrets, and Bianca wonders if her dreams of family are too good to be true...
MEET THE FORTUNES!
Fortune of the Month: Nathan âNateâ Fortune
Age: 37
Vital Statistics: Tall, dark and muscle-y; a military man with a cowboyâs heart.
Claim to Fame: The former navy SEAL is one of the Fortune triplets. But not one of âthoseâ Fortunesâand he wants nothing to do with his notorious relatives.
Romantic Prospects: Weâre pretty sure there is something brewing between him and single mom Bianca Shaw. But itâs...complicated.
âWhen I came back to Paseo, I thought I was putting the past behind me. But then Bianca showed up on my doorstep. Eddieâs little sister is not so little anymore, and if she was anybody else, well, I might just sweep her up in my arms and never let her go.
âBut she is Eddieâs little sister, which makes her the very last person I should be interested in. There is so much she doesnât know about what happened to her brother overseas. And Iâm determined that she never find out. Even if it means I have to push her and her little boy, EJ, away...â
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The Fortunes of Texas: The Rulebreakersâ Making their own rules for love in the Wild West!
Chapter One
Nathan Fortune heard car wheels crunching up the driveway through the open kitchen window at his familyâs ranch outside the tiny town of Paseo, Texas. It was almost noon, but heâd just made his second pot of coffee for the day.
Ignoring whoever was stopping by for an unannounced visit, he poured a steaming stream of coffee into a mug, took a big gulp, then promptly spit it into the sink. Grimacing, he grabbed a container of vanilla creamer from the refrigerator and dumped a generous amount into his cup. While it wasnât up to the standards of his brotherâs wife, at least it was palatable.
Heâd never realized he made coffee that tasted like tar until late last spring when Ariana Lamonte arrived on the ranch. Hope sparked inside him that maybe Jayden and Ariana had returned to the ranch from their research trip down to Corpus Christi. They werenât scheduled to be back until next week, but if they were here now he could definitely convince Ariana to make him a cup of coffee in that fancy espresso maker he and the third triplet, Grayson, had gotten for her last Christmas.
During his time as a navy SEAL, heâd come to master over a dozen different types of guns, but that shiny machine remained a mystery to him. Ariana loved coffee, and Nate needed caffeine like he needed air when memories of that final mission in Afghanistan kept him up at night. Sometimes he slept like the dead, and even managed to convince himself that he was getting over that last tragic mission. But then heâd wake in a cold sweat, nightmares prodding at him like an insistent finger, making sure he knew he could never move past the way heâd failed the man who had been his best friend.
The doorbell rang, and he sighed. Definitely not his brother and Ariana. He took another swig of coffee and wiped a sleeve across his mouth, approaching the front door slowly. Most people in Paseo knew Nate well enough to simply call out a greeting and let themselves in. Actually, most people would assume he was out working the land at this time of day. Normally theyâd be right, except heâd been up half the night and needed coffee to keep him goingâeven the kind that tasted like burnt tar.
He opened the front door almost warily, not sure what to expect. Ever since he and his brothers had discovered that the father they thought had died during their momâs pregnancy was not only alive, but was tech mogul Gerald Robinson, and more specifically Jerome Fortune, there was no telling who might show up on Nateâs doorstep. Jerome Fortune had faked his own death over thirty years ago, shortly after a fight with Nateâs mom, to make a break with his own controlling father, but as Gerald Robinson, he not only had eight legitimate children with his wife, Charlotte, but a host of illegitimate offspring.