Knox pulled into a parking space, then shut off the engine. Facing Jana, he said, “What?”

She gave him a smile that didn’t exactly reach her eyes. “It’s just… your family.”

“And?”

She bit her lip, which only notched up his pulse.

“I told my parents you’re my girlfriend—even though you already disputed that. But in my book, we’re dating. What about your book?”

Jana sighed, and Knox wasn’t sure that was a good sign. But she’d come all this way—didn’t that mean something?

“I don’t know, Knox,” she said, regret in her tone. “It feels like pressure. I mean, I know Evie, of course. But now she’ll know—which means your whole family will know—that I came here for you. And there will be questions, and speculations, and—”

Knox placed a finger over her lips. “Hush, sweetheart. I’ll tell my sister absolutely no questions allowed. I don’t think you’ll have trouble with Carson—he’s a quiet guy—but I can warn him as well.”

Jana rolled her eyes. “I’m being serious.”

“I am, too,” Knox said, leaning close and brushing his mouth against hers. “If you don’t want to sit by them, no problem. But I’m pretty sure they’re going to know you’re at the rodeo. I’m not that good at hiding my intentions.”

Jana tilted her head and skimmed her fingers over the scruff of his jaw. “And what are your intentions, sir?”

“To convince you that I’ve got my eyes only on you.”

Her smile was slow, even shy. “You’re doing a decent job so far.”

He chuckled. “Good to hear. Come on. Let’s eat. I don’t want you to waste away.”

“I’m guessing you’re hungry,” she said.

“Starving.”