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beautiful. You look good enough to eat. You look good, too, Hayley.”
    At that, she gave one of those husky rolls of laughter, and hip-swayed over to drop Lily in Logan’s lap. “Just for that.”
    “How about some wine?” Roz offered.
    “To tell you the truth, I’ve been wanting a cold beer.”
    “I’ll get it.” Harper all but sprang out of his chair, and was heading out of the parlor before she could respond. He hoped the trip to the kitchen and back would bring his blood pressure back to normal.
    She was a cousin, sort of, he reminded himself. And an employee. His mother’s houseguest. A mother. Any one ofthose reasons meant hands-off. Tally them up, and it put Hayley way off-limits. Added to that, she didn’t think of him that way, not even close.
    A guy made a move on a woman under those circumstances, he was just asking to screw up a nice, pleasant friendship.
    He got out a beer, got out a pilsner. As he was pouring, he heard the squeal, and the rapid clip of heels on wood. He glanced over and spotted Lily running, with Hayley scrambling behind her.
    “She want a beer, too?”
    With a laugh, Hayley started to scoop Lily up, only to have her baby girl go red in the face and arch away. “You. Like always.”
    “That’s my girl.” He hoisted her up, gave her a toss. The mutinous little face went sugar sweet and bright with smiles. Pretending to pout, Hayley finished pouring her beer.
    “Shows where I am in her pecking order.”
    “You got the beer, I got the kid.”
    Lily wrapped an arm around Harper’s neck, dipped her head to rest it on his cheek. Hayley nodded, lifted her glass. “Looks like.”
    I T WAS WONDERFUL to have everyone around the table again, the whole Harper House family, as Hayley thought of them, sitting together, diving into David’s honey-glazed ham.
    She’d missed having a big family. Growing up, it had been just Hayley and her father. Not that she’d felt deprived, she thought, not in any way. She and her father had been a team, a unit, and he was—had been—the kindest, funniest, warmest man she’d ever known.
    But she’d missed having meals like this, a full table, lotsof voices—even the arguments and drama that went hand-in-hand in her mind with big families.
    Lily would grow up with that, because Roz had welcomed them. So Lily would have a lifetime of meals like this one, full of aunts and uncles and cousins. Grandparents, she thought, stealing a glance toward Roz and Mitch. And when Roz’s other sons, or Mitch’s son, came to visit, it would just add to the rich family stew.
    One day, Roz’s sons, and Mitch’s Josh, would get married. Probably have a herd of kids between them.
    She shifted her gaze toward Harper and ordered herself to ignore the little ache that came from thinking of him married, making babies with some woman whose face she couldn’t see.
    Of course, she’d be beautiful, that was a given. Probably blonde and built and blue-blooded. The bitch.
    Whoever she turned out to be, whatever she looked like or was like, Hayley determined she’d make friends. Even if it killed her.
    “Something wrong with the potatoes?” David murmured beside her.
    “Hmm. No. They’re awesome.”
    “Just wondered why you looked like you were forcing down some bad-tasting medicine, sugar.”
    “Oh, just thought about something I’m going to have to do, and won’t like. Life’s full of them. But that doesn’t include eating these potatoes. In fact, I was wondering if you could show me how to cook some things. I can cook pretty good. Daddy and I split that chore, and we were both okay with the basics—I could even get a little fancy now and then. But Lily’s growing up on your cooking, so I ought to be able to fix it for her myself when need be.”
    “Hmm, a kitchen apprentice. One I can mold into my own likeness. Love to.”
    When Lily began to drop the bits of food still on her tray delicately to the floor, Hayley popped up. “Guess who’s