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“Really? Ivy League?”

“I could have gone to Stanford, but it was too close to homefor my taste. And I do mean taste. My mother could smell a burger on my breathfrom a mile away.”

He devoured his dinner while asking her questions about herlife. When he was done, he leaned back in his chair and sighed.

“That was the best. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. If you’d like, I could teach you how to cook afew simple things.”

He picked up his wine. “Do I look like a guy who cooks?”

“No, but that could change.”

Dragon grinned. “No, thanks. Now when I find the one, I’ll takeyou up on that offer. Not for me, of course. For her.”

“Pig.”

The smile never wavered. “That’s me.”

* * *

“I met one of my brothers,” Jenna told Violet Mondaymorning as they opened the store.

“I was going to ask about your date, but this might be better.Which one?”

“Dragon. He’s completely adorable, in a confident, cocky,lawyer kind of way.”

“You liked him,” Violet said. “I can tell by the look on yourface.”

“I did. He looks a lot like Tom. He’s actually really handsome.It’s weird, but I already feel like I know him.” She wasn’t completely sureabout extra parents, but siblings she could deal with. “He’s nothing like hisfamily. Expensive suit, loves meat. I’m going to guess his car is a gas-guzzler.He jokes about growing up eating tofu surprise.”

Now that she thought about it, Serenity hadn’t mentioned any ofwhat she would consider Dragon’s “negative” characteristics. She’d said her sonwas a lawyer and not much else.

Serenity was accepting, Jenna thought. And not judgmental. Herbirth mother had that in common with Beth.

“He sounds great,” Violet said.

“He is.”

The front door opened and Robyn from Only Ewe stepped in.

“Morning,” she called. “I wanted to let you know our beginningknitting class is starting next week, in case you’re interested.”

“I am,” Violet said.

“Let me think about it,” Jenna said. “I really want to learn,but I have some things I need to work out for the store.”

“No problem. We always have them starting. Your mom, ah,Serenity, is in one of my classes. She’s pretty good.”

“I didn’t know that she could knit.”

“She’s great. She helps the other knitters. Actually, she’sassisting in a couple of my classes.”

“I shouldn’t be surprised,” Jenna said. “She does love to getinvolved.” A couple of weeks ago the information would have annoyed her, but nowshe accepted it as a part of who Serenity was.

“I need to get back,” Robyn said, moving toward the door. “ButI wanted to let you know. Oh, and thanks for those marshmallow cookies. Theywere fabulous. Thank goodness I had a class come in after you brought them overor I would have eaten them all myself.”

She waved and left.

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