She walked to the bathroom and took off the robe. She needed a shower.
* * *
Goddamn her to hell!
Sam drove back to the rodeo at top speed.
Once there, he walked through the crowds, looking for Sydney’s parents. He’d find out once and for all what the hell was going on.
Maybe they didn’t even know she’d had a child.
Well, too bad. Today they’d find out. If they had any information about his kid, they were damn well going to give it to him.
God, where were they? The damn place was so fucking crowded.
“Hey, Sam!”
Crap. Dusty. He loved his baby sister, but he did not have the time right now.
“What is it, Dust?”
“Did you have a chance to talk to Sydney?”
What was that about? “I don’t have any desire to talk to her.”
“Listen, she told me all about her engagement
. She’s not in love with that guy, and she was going to break up with him anyway. Did you know they never even had sex?”
“I don’t care right now. I’m sorry, Dust, but I’m busy.”
“You don’t care? You don’t seem like you don’t care whenever you’re with her. The chemistry between you two is palpable.”
He looked above Dusty’s red-gold head, scanning for the Buchanans. “The chemistry between us, if it’s even there, is not any of your business. Right now I have to find some answers.”
“Answers about what?”
He turned and faced his sister. What the hell? She’d find out anyway. “About my child, Dusty. Sydney had my child five years ago and gave it up for adoption.”
Dusty’s eyes widened. “What?”
“It’s true. I just found out.”
“You mean Seanie has a cousin? Who’s almost his exact age?”
“Yes, Sis, that’s exactly what it means. Where’s that genius IQ of yours today? This isn’t rocket science.”
“I need to sit down.” Dusty visibly trembled.
He took his sister’s arm and found a bench with one empty spot. “Stay here,” he said. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. But right now I need to find Sydney’s parents.”
“Give me a minute,” Dusty said. “I know where they are. I saw them a while ago. They’re in the stands.”
“Where?”
“To the north.”
“Thanks, Sis. I’ll go find them.”