the day I met him on the street. I havenât spoken to him in over fourteen years. Not since he left my case. Butââ she stopped and took a deep breath ââI was confused, and scared when I knew Zane. And I made a choice that was wrong. I didnât know the Lord at that point eitherâ¦and I fell in loveâno, I believed I was in love with Zane. And, you know how weâve talked about you being abstinent until you fall in love and get married.â He nodded. She knew he hated talking about this, but sheâd insisted. Her mother had made the mistake. Because of her history, sheâd made it a priority to be honest and open about relationships. Until now, he hadnât known her frankness came from her own experience. Looking at him, she paused. How could she tell him that sheâd made a mistake but that he was a blessing at the same time?
Keep going.
âMax. What Iâm trying to tell you is that Zane is your father.â She said the words and the entire world came to a screeching halt. There was no sound. There was nothing but the fear that sheâd just lost the most precious thing in her life. Her sonâs trust.
âWait, my dad isnâtâ¦â He paused on Davidâs name. Sheâd gotten him away from David early enough and Max had stopped calling David his dad long ago. Max didnât talk about him and despised the fact that heâd beaten her. Oh, how sheâd longed to erase Davidâs name from Maxâs birth certificate and to tell Max the truth.
âNo, he isnât.â
Max bolted from the chair, his fists at his side as he glared at her. âAll these years âyou knew! All this time and you never said nothinâ. And himâZane, he knew,too, and heâs just now coming around. What kind of dadââ
âNo.â Rose stood, too, and tried to lay her hand on his arm, but he shrugged her off and moved away. She blinked back scalding tears. âZane didnât know. I never told him. I havenât told him yet.â
Max was red with anger and Rose suspected the need to cry, also. Fury raged in his eyes and sheâd put it there. Her heart was breaking.
âHe doesnât know? All this time, living in sheltersâin our carâand he was out there all along. And you didnât tell either one of us?â
The accusing words tore at her heart. âIâm sorryââ
âHow could you do that?â he cried, then turned and raced into the woods.
Chapter Six
Z ane stopped in front of Roseâs house just as she came hurrying out of the woods. She was still pale and didnât look happy to see him. So be it. Sheâd get no sympathy from him. He wanted answers and he wanted them now. Heâd tried to stay away, to calm down before coming here, but one look at her and his anger reappeared front and center.
He slammed his truck door while looking around for Max. He didnât see him. That was good for the moment.
âWhy didnât you tell me?â he snapped, striding toward her, meeting her in the center of the yard.
âTell you?â she snapped back, glaring up at him. â You left me. Remember? Walked away from me like I meant n-nothing to you. Why would I tell you anything? And how dare you, Zane Cantrell, judge my motives!â
Like I meant nothing. The words stung but he wasnât in the mood for feeling sympathy. Or guilt. âI left you because I was doing what I thought was best for your safety. That was my job. Had I known about Max I would have come back.â
âAnd that was the last thing I wanted.â The words were bitter. âI would never have used Max as a reason to bring you back. For all I know you might have slept with all of the women you were assigned to watch over.â
The words struck him like a slap. âIâd never done that before,â he said in a low voice of barely refrained anger. Heâd loved this