Jenny tried to concentrate on Adam. At least now she could think. It was difficult. The saloon was empty except for their group. After Luke had tenderly taken Adam to see the new puppies, they’d pushed two dining tables together and were sharing an early supper. Jenny sat between Luke and Daisy, with Olivia and Travis and Nathaniel on the other side. Adam squeezed in on Luke’s other side. Every time Luke’s shoulder brushed hers, an unwanted tingle surged through her. Good Lord, she was reacting to him as if she were fourteen, not a grown woman. She’d been around men before. He was no different. Her heart went out to Adam. She shoved a piece of apple cobbler into her mouth. Luke had quietly explained to her that it was Adam’s first time visiting the saloon since his mother’s death. The boy was overly quiet, but this time as they ate, Jenny noticed Luke let the child press right up against him without shooing him away. He paid attention to the boy’s questions, made him eat the boiled carrots on his plate, even let Adam play with his hat.
