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  A new addition to Wyoming’s most scandalous family

  Is Theo Colton the father of a baby dropped at his doorstep by a dying socialite? Even more shocked than the sexy bronc-riding champ is his beautiful cook, Ellie Parker. Just as she becomes the baby’s nanny, she discovers a terrifying stalker has followed her to Dead River.

  What’s worse—as a mysterious virus quarantines the town, danger goes viral, too. But to Theo and Ellie, the biggest dangers are their sizzling attraction and profound new feelings. Can Ellie tame the cowboy who wants nothing more than a wild ride with women? Or must she deny her heart to save his life?

  “Why’d you kiss me?”

  The simple question took him by surprise. In all his life, he didn’t think a woman had ever asked him that question.

  He had to think. He knew he could give her the glib answer, say something like, Because I wanted to. Which he had. But he figured he owed it to Ellie to give her the truth.

  “When I saw him knock you to the ground, my heart stopped,” he answered quietly. “I jumped him. If not for my damn injuries, I would have had him. You would have been safe, and that piece of trash wouldn’t have bothered you ever again. My blood was pumping, but he got away, and I let you down. When I saw you watching me, you looked scared and disappointed and…”

  He dragged his hand through his too-short hair. “I wish I was better with words. I’m not saying it right.”

  * * *

  The Coltons: Return to Wyoming—One family’s scandalous homecoming

  Dear Reader,

  I love the Coltons. Yes, I admit it. The Colton family is my guilty pleasure! I wrote Colton’s Christmas Baby in 2010 and ever since then, I’ve been hoping I could visit the family again. This time, instead of Montana, we’re in Wyoming. And yes, the story does have another baby. And more. In fact, there is so much going on in the little town of Dead River, Wyoming, that writing it was like watching a television drama. Something new lurks around every corner. Fascinating and fun.

  I hope you enjoy reading this story—and Theo Colton’s journey toward happiness and love—as much as I enjoyed writing it.

  Thanks!

  Karen Whiddon

  A SECRET

  COLTON BABY

  Karen Whiddon

  Books by Karen Whiddon

  Harlequin Romantic Suspense

  The CEO’s Secret Baby #1662

  The Cop’s Missing Child #1719

  The Millionaire Cowboy’s Secret #1752

  Texas Secrets, Lovers’ Lies #1773

  A Secret Colton Baby #1820

  Silhouette Romantic Suspense

  *One Eye Open #1301

  *One Eye Closed #1365

  *Secrets of the Wolf #1397

  The Princess’s Secret Scandal #1416

  Bulletproof Marriage #1484

  **Black Sheep P.I. #1513

  **The Perfect Soldier #1557

  **Profile for Seduction #1629

  Colton’s Christmas Baby #1636

  Harlequin Nocturne

  *Wolf Whisperer #128

  *The Wolf Princess #146

  *The Wolf Prince #157

  *Lone Wolf #103

  *The Lost Wolf’s Destiny #167

  *The Wolf Siren #181

  Silhouette Nocturne

  *Cry of the Wolf #7

  *Touch of the Wolf #12

  *Dance of the Wolf #45

  *Wild Wolf #67

  *The Pack

  **The Cordasic Legacy

  Other titles by this author available in ebook format.

  KAREN WHIDDON

  started weaving fanciful tales for her younger brothers at the age of eleven. Amid the Catskill Mountains of New York, then the Rocky Mountains of Colorado, she fueled her imagination with the natural beauty that surrounded her. Karen now lives in north Texas, where she shares her life with her very own hero of a husband and three doting dogs. Also an entrepreneur, she divides her time between the business she started and writing. You can email Karen at [email protected] or write to her at P.O. Box 820807, Fort Worth, TX 76182. Fans of her writing can also check out her website, www.karenwhiddon.com.

  As always, to my supportive husband. He reads every book once it comes out and has been wonderful about letting me live my dream of being a full-time writer.

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Excerpt

  Chapter 1

  A whisper of sound, so fragile it might have been only a fragment left over from a dream. Another woman might have burrowed back under the blankets, refusing to open her eyes as she willed herself back to sleep. Not Ellie Parker. Not only had the infant recently entrusted to her care awakened every protective instinct she possessed, but her past had made her overly wary.

  The noise came again, an echo of a ghost. Heart pounding, she held herself utterly still while waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Luckily, the full moon brought traces of silver to light the room.

  There. Near Amelia’s antique crib that had been hastily brought down from the attic. A figure in black, wearing a hoody and a ski mask, reaching for the baby.

  Leaping to her feet, Ellie screamed. Loud and shrill. The intruder froze, then ran for the window, yanking it open and racing away.

  Baby Amelia began to wail, and Ellie rushed to her on shaky legs, trying to catch her breath.

  “What is it? What’s going on?” Theo Colton’s deep voice, throaty from sleep and full of concern. He flicked on the light switch.

  “A man,” Ellie gasped, pointing past where he stood, his broad-shouldered body filling the doorway. “Dressed in black, wearing a ski mask. He was trying to take Amelia.”

  And then the trembling started. She couldn’t help it, despite the tiny infant she clutched close to her chest. Somehow Theo seemed to sense this, as he gently took her arm and steered her toward her bed.

  “Sit,” he ordered, taking the baby from her.

  Reluctantly releasing Amelia, Ellie covered her face with her hands. It had been a strange day, ever since the baby’s mother—a beautiful, elegant woman named Mimi Rand—had shown up that morning insisting Theo was the father and then collapsing. Mimi had been taken to the Dead River Clinic with a high fever and flu-like symptoms. Theo had Ellie looking after Amelia until everything could be sorted out.

  But Theo had no way of knowing about Ellie’s past, or the danger that seemed to follow her like a malicious shadow. “I need to leave,” she said to him. “Right now, for Amelia’s sake.”

  Theo stared at her, holding Amelia to his shoulder and bouncing her gently, so that her sobs died away to whimpers and then silence. The sight of the big cowboy and the tiny baby struck a kernel of warmth in Ellie’s frozen heart.

  “Leave?” Theo asked. “You just started work here a week ago. If it’s because I asked you to take care of this baby until her mama recovers, I’ll double your pay.”

  “It’s not about the money.” Though she could certainly use every penny she could earn. “I...I thought I was safe here. Clearly, that’s not the case.”

  He frowned. “I can assure you...” Stopping, he handed her back the baby, holding her as gingerly as fragile china. Once Ellie had the now-sleeping Amelia, Theo began walking around her room. “How about I check everything out? Is anything missing?”

  Helpless to answer, since he obviously didn’t understand, she managed a shaky shrug, gently patting Amelia’s back. “I don’t think he was here for possessions, which I have very few of anyway. He was definitely after Amelia.”

  “He?” Theo swung around to face her, his stance emphasizing the force of his muscular body. “Are you sure the intruder was a man?”

  “Yes.” Despite the baby’s heat, she couldn’t seem to get warm. “Who would try to kidnap a baby, especially with her mother gravely ill?”

  “Maybe it just looked that way.” He continued checking the room. “Nothing appears disturbed. Any idea how he got in?”

  “No. He ran out the doorway into the hall when I screamed.” For the first time she realized Theo was nearly naked, wearing only some sort of pajama bottoms low on his narrow hips. His bare chest gleamed. Trying not to stare and failing miserably, she felt her mouth going dry. For one brief second, she allowed the sight of him—so big, so masculine—to make her feel safe.

  And then Theo went into her bathroom. He cursed, and she knew. Her stalker had somehow found her.

  Pushing to her feet, she placed the sleeping baby carefully back in her crib and hurried over. Theo appeared tense, a muscle working in his jaw. “This seems to be directed to you,” he said, pointing. The only baby you’ll be taking care of is OURS had been written on the mirror with black marker.

  Her knees again nearly gave out. She felt as if she’d been punched in the stomach. “That settles it. I have to go.”

  “No.” He reached out and steadied her. “No, you don’t. You’re safe here, Ellie. I can help you, protect you. But you need to tell me what’s going on.”

  Despite the fact that she knew sexy Theo Colton couldn’t be her knight in shining armor, she took a deep breath. “A couple of weeks ago, I left my home in Boulder, Colorado, because I had a stalker. He seemed to find me everywhere I went, leaving me black roses.”

  “Black roses?”

  She nodded. “I don’t know why. He also left notes that said things like No one will ever love you like I do and One day you’ll be mine forever.”

  “Did you go to the police?”

  “Yes, but they said they couldn’t do anything unless he threatened me. None of the notes said anything about him wanting to harm me. I couldn’t get a restraining order or anything.”

  He gave her a long look, his green eyes unfathomable. “Yet you felt threatened.”

  “Yes. Wouldn’t you?”

  “Do you have any idea who he is?”

  “No.” She blinked. “And believe me, I tried to find out. I had friends hide and watch me to see if I was followed. No one ever saw him. The note and the roses would appear. So finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I left everything in my apartment, packed a small bag and took off. I didn’t tell anyone anything, just got in my car and drove.”

  “You must have been followed.”

  “I don’t know how,” she cried. “Honestly, I was very, very careful. When I left Boulder, I drove to Fort Collins, then Laramie, before I headed to Cheyenne. I stayed in Cheyenne for a couple of days before I saw your ad for a live-in cook. My car barely made it here before it died.” And as soon as she had the money, she planned to get it fixed.

  He nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of this.” Picking up the phone on her nightstand, he punched in some numbers. “Hey, Flint,” he drawled. “Sorry to wake you so early on a Sunday morning, but I need you to come over.” Briefly he relayed what had happened before replacing the phone in its cradle.

  “You’ve probably heard that my brother is the police chief in Dead River. He’s on his way.”

  Heart in her throat, she nodded. Despite the fact that police apparently didn’t take this kind of thing seriously, maybe the fact that the police chief was a relative of Theo’s would help.

  If he couldn’t, then she was out of here come sunrise, even if she had to take a bus. No way did she want to bring her personal dark cloud down on this family, who’d taken a chance on an out-of-towner with few references. Though Theo hadn’t known it, giving Ellie this job had likely saved her life. No way did she want any of them hurt because of her, especially not such a sweet and innocent baby.

  Theo stayed with her while they waited for his brother to arrive, leaving her only long enough to go put on a shirt.

  Flint arrived a few minutes later. Like Theo, he was tall and muscular, with the same dark hair and striking green eyes. He appeared drained, but that might only have been due to Theo’s call waking him in the middle of the night.

  “I was on my way over here anyway,” he said, a shadow crossing his face. “I just got word from Gemma at the clinic. Mimi Rand passed away a little while ago.”

  Both Theo and Ellie gaped at him. Theo was the first to speak. “What was wrong with her?”

  “Cause of death hasn’t been determined yet.” Flint shrugged, his expression weary. “She had a high fever and flu-like symptoms. That’s all I know.”

  Ellie glanced at Theo, watching for signs of grief. After all, if the ranch gossip was to be believed and Amelia was his daughter, then that meant the mother of his child had just died.

  While he appeared a bit disconcerted, nothing more, she realized that might be because he wasn’t the type of man to show his emotions on his sleeve. She then looked at Amelia, still sleeping soundly, her heart squeezing in her chest. “That poor motherless baby. What’s going to become of her now?”

  For the first time, Theo seemed uncomfortable. He shifted his weight and tugged at the collar of his shirt, before clearing his throat. “We need to get her checked out to make sure she’s not sick like her mother. Mimi’s ex-husband is a doctor at the clinic. Our sister, Gemma, works with him. I need to talk to him about all this. We’ll work something out.”

  “Yes,” Flint said grimly. “We certainly will.”

  Ellie got the distinct impression from the way the two brothers exchanged glances that they were saying without words that family stuck together, no matter what. A sharp pang of longing ripped through her, which she quickly pushed away. She’d realized years ago what her parents were and weren’t capable of, and being a family wasn’t one of those things.

  “Now, what occurred here?” Flint asked. “Theo says you had some kind of break-in?”

  She nodded. “Yes. I’m pretty sure the intruder was here because of me. For some reason, he wanted to take or hurt the baby to get at me.”

  Cocking his head, Flint frowned. “Why would you think that?”

  Pointing with a shaky finger toward the bathroom, she swallowed hard. “Because he left me a message.”

  Flint hurried off to check it out. She and Theo waited. A second later, she heard the click and whirr of a camera. When he returned, his expression had gone grim. “What exactly is going on?”

  Theo filled him in on Ellie’s past, as well as details about what had just happened. Ellie tried like heck not to squirm as both men studied her with identical sharp gazes.

  “Tell me exactly what you saw,” Flint told her, his serious voice stern but compassionate.

  “I’m afraid I can’t help much.” She wished she could stop shaking or at least get warm. The chill seemed to have snaked into the marrow of her bones. “Even back in Colorado, I’ve never known my stalker’s identity. I’ve never even seen him.”

  “You did tonight,” Theo reminded her, his gruff voice gentle.

  “Not really. It was dark and I couldn’t get a good look at his face. Even if I’d managed to turn on a light before he fled, I’m pretty sure he wore a ski mask.”

  Flint nodded. “Anything else you can tell me about him?”

  She thought for a moment. “He was tall and lanky, but I can’t tell you much more than that. It all happened so fast.”

  Her words came out sounding a little more forlorn than she’d intended. To her surprise, Theo put his big hand on her shoulder and squeezed, offering reassurance. She instinctively leaned into his touch, and when she realized what she’d done, she stiffened and moved away.

  Meanwhile, baby Ame lia slept on, undisturbed.

  “We’ll try to find him,” Flint said. “Theo, you might look into investing in some sort of home alarm.”

  “I will,” Theo promised.

  “Good.” Glancing at his watch, Flint put his notepad and pen back in his pocket. “Now I suggest you both get some sleep. We’ll talk again after the sun comes up and we’re all more rested.”

  * * *

  After escorting his brother to the door, Theo returned to Ellie’s room to check on her and the baby. Seeing Ellie so terrified and defenseless had awakened every protective instinct he possessed. He’d be lying to himself if he claimed he hadn’t noticed how lovely she was, especially since he’d hired her personally. He enjoyed women, especially beautiful ones, and just because that damn rodeo accident had sidelined him didn’t mean he had to give up that.

  He’d actually figured she’d be a nice diversion while he was stuck here at the ranch. But Ellie Parker surprised him. She’d only been here one week, but when she wasn’t working in the kitchen, she might as well be a ghost. Her willowy, athletic good looks had attracted the attention of several of the ranch hands, and Theo had listened to them complain about how she kept to herself. As if she wanted to be invisible.

  Which was oddly ironic, because Theo was used to living life in the spotlight, all the attention on him. One damn crazy-ass bronc and he was off the circuit, his season over for the first time since he’d made it into the Professional Rodeo Cowboy Association and started competing with the big boys. He’d loved the rough competition, the mean, hard-bucking broncs and the hefty payout. For the past three years, he’d ranked in the top twenty of the bareback bronc riders and been steadily climbing. This past year had been his best. This year, the PRCA Bareback Riding World Championship had been within reach.

  He wanted that title so bad he could taste it. The pinnacle of his career, the real moneymaker. He’d lusted after that ever since he climbed on his first bronc. And he was damn good at it. He had a knack for knowing beforehand which way the animal was going to buck and spin. He’d figured out how to make his eight seconds count.