Burning Wild by Christine Feehan Read Free Book Online

the skidmarks would bear him out.
    Jake overheard a young nurse crying in the hall and he walked over to her on the pretext of comforting her. “Are you all right?” He used his voice shamelessly, the tone that was both mesmerizing as well as commanding, designed to put everyone at ease.
    She sniffed several times, her eyes bright and a little interested when she saw him. Jake stuck out his hand and patted her shoulder. “I’m Jake Bannaconni.” He knew the name would be recognizable, and when her eyes widened, satisfaction settled in his belly. “Can you tell me about the woman? Is she alive?” He looked at the nurse’s name tag. Chelsey Harden.
    Chelsey nodded. “She’s in surgery. She’s only twenty-one. I can’t believe this happened. She called me earlier today and said she’d just found out she was pregnant. She was so happy. She was telling Andy tonight at dinner. I bet she didn’t even have a chance to tell him.” She covered her face for a moment and broke into sobs.
    Jake patted her shoulder again. “I take it you two were friends.”
    Chelsey hiccupped and blew her nose. “Very good friends. I went to school with Andrew and he introduced us. Now she has no one. Andrew’s parents died last year in a car crash and Emma told me her parents had died when she was a teen. They only had each other. It seems like some kind of curse or something, all these car wrecks.” Her face whitened and she covered her mouth with her hand. “I’m sorry. Your wife was killed as well. I’m so sorry.”
    Jake shook his head. “We weren’t married, but we were having a child.”
    “He’s going to be fine. He’s a little early, but he’s very healthy,” Chelsey hastened to assure him.
    “How long will he have to stay here?”
    Meaning how much time did he have to set things in motion. He had a vague idea what he wanted to do, but no real plan. It was obvious the staff felt sorry for him. His pregnant girlfriend had run off with another man. Shaina was the paparazzi’s dream. She loved the spotlight, and her exploits kept many gossip magazines in print.
    The world believed that she’d left Jake brokenhearted, and it suited them both to let that assumption go unchallenged. Now that Shaina was dead, sympathy would surround Jake, and he could use that to his advantage.
    “You’ll have to talk to the doctor, but for a preemie, he’s healthy. Maybe a week, but I honestly couldn’t tell you.” Chelsey let out a soft sigh. “Emma really wanted a family. It was so important to her and to Andy, because they didn’t have anyone at all, so they kept saying they would have a big family.”
    Jake raked a hand through his hair. He should have his son transported immediately back to a hospital in Texas and return home. This wasn’t his mess to clean up. But he knew he wouldn’t. He had looked into Emma Reynolds’s blue-green eyes and something had opened up in him, something nameless he didn’t understand. Whatever it was, he couldn’t just walk away.
    A man approached, and beside Jake, Chelsey straightened, immediately changing her demeanor to a very professional face. The newcomer must be a hospital administrator. Someone had probably recognized Jake and they were sending the big guns to make certain he was comfortable with his son’s treatment.
    “You’re burned, Mr. Bannaconni, on your hands and arms. You need to have that taken care of.”
    “I didn’t even notice,” Jake said truthfully, but he allowed the hospital staff to lead him away to an examination room.
    He sized up the hospital administrator as his burns were treated. Dignified. Sincere. He was fiercely proud of his hospital—Jake could tell that the moment the doctor began showing him around—yet clearly the hospital had little money to bring in modern equipment.
    Jake seized the moment, murmuring about a sizable donation for the care his son had received, asking questions about his child, about how long he’d have to stay, about the