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doubt she will. Listen, Danny asked if he would see Grandpa Pat on Thanksgiving.”
    “Oh no.”
    “Yeah. I told him that Pat wasn’t his grandpa but just a friend of Grandma’s and that Pat was visiting some of his family for the holidays.” Monica was sharp.
    “I knew this would eventually happen with all the men Mom has in her life. I guess I need to be more careful with who I allow her to bring into his life.” Jessie hated to have to avoid seeing her mother when she had a new man in her life, but in order to save Danny’s long-term feelings, Jessie didn’t have a choice.
    Once Danny had started school, he’d asked about dads and grandfathers. Neither of which he had.
    “Mom?” Danny called from the kitchen.
    Dragging her tired limbs off the bed, Jessie walked into the other room to see what Danny needed.
    “What’s up?”
    “Do you remember about the partyat school tomorrow?”
    Jessie laughed. There were two flyers littered with pilgrims and pumpkins hung on her refrigerator about the party. Danny was superexcited about it. “Of course I do.”
    “Good. The teacher asked if some of the moms could bring treats. Can you make those pumpkin cookies again like you did for Halloween?”
    Jessie ruffled her son’s light brown hair with a smile. “Of course I can.” She’d just have to cut an hour out of her sleep and make it to the store to gather the ingredients and make said cookies before her next shift.
    She would also have to skip sleeping on the day of the school party until after Danny returned home from school. With one day off between then and Thanksgiving, Jessie figured she’d manage only a handful of hours of sleep combined.
    “Let’s get you dressed so Auntie can take you to school.”
    More awake, Danny skipped to his bedroom and started pulling clothes from his dresser. Within ten minutes, the two of them had left and Jessie fell into bed.

    “Oh boy, what is he doing here…again?” Jessie asked Leanne the minute the bell on the door leading into the diner rang and Jack sauntered in from the cold. He caught her eyes, smiled, and tipped his hat in greeting.
    “I told him you were working,” Leanne said.
    “Why did you go and do that? Don’t encourage him.”
    “I think he’s cute. And so do you, don’t even try and deny it.” Leanne pulled a hot plate from the window and left Jessie’s side.
    “Hey, darlin’,” Jack said while sliding into the swiveling seat at the counter.
    “What are you doing here,Jack?” Jessie folded her arms over her chest and ignored the beat of her rising pulse.
    “Checking on you.”
    “I thought I made myself clear last night. Not interested.”
    Not offended in the least, Jack grinned and offered a glimpse of the dimples that framed his lips. “Why, I’d love some coffee, Miss Jessie, thanks for offering.”
    Jessie grumbled while twisting to retrieve a cup and the coffee.
    She served him quickly before rushing off to take care of an order. The diner was busy this early in the evening with the late dinner crowd. Hopefully she could ignore the cowboy at the counter enough so he’d just go away.
    Didn’t happen. Even after she ignored him for nearly an hour, Jack just smiled and waited until she couldn’t disregard him any longer. “I would love a piece of pecan pie to go with this coffee.”
    “Do you want that à la mode?”
    “Now you’re talking my language.”
    Jessie went about preparing his pie, feeling the weight of his stare on her back the entire time.
    When she set it in front of him, he rubbed his hands like a kid. “I love pecan pie, don’t you?”
    “At two thousand calories a slice, I don’t indulge very often.”
    He shoved a forkful in his mouth and spoke around his food. “You don’t look like you need to worry about your figure.” His gaze raked up and down her frame. Not exactly the desired response she wanted.
    “Every woman worries about her figure.”
    “Oh, I don’t know about that. I’ve been told many