CHAPTER FIFTEEN
DIESEL
It’s been one week since the paternity test, and the results come right on time. I call Chelsea when I receive them to let her know. Dawson’s mine, but after seeing him in the flesh, there were no doubts. He’s a mini version of me, down to his eye color. When she gets off work later in the day, she calls me back.
“I was thinking that maybe you and Dawson could come out and visit the ranch soon,” I suggest.
There’s silence on the other line.
“Ya there?” I ask.
There’s hesitation in her voice. “Yeah, I just don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“Chelsea, it’s really important to me. I want him to know my roots, where I grew up, what I do for a living. Who knows, he might enjoy the ranch life much better than the city life anyway.”
“No,” she snaps. “See, this is wh
