He raised his brows. “Is that a good thing?” Her smile was half of what he wanted it to be.
“Things are getting better between us,” she said. “We’ve had some genuine conversations today.”
“Good.” He reached for her hand across the table and threaded their fingers together. “Is she okay with… us?”
“Yeah.” Jana’s smile was wider now. “She’s definitely okay with us.”
“And you?” Knox asked. “Are you okay with us?”
Jana’s eyes clung to his. He waited, and waited some more. Then she pushed up from the chair and leaned across the table.
“I’m okay with it,” she whispered, then kissed him.
The table might have separated them, but he felt the full impact of her kiss anyway.
“I think that’s the best thing I’ve heard in my entire life,” Knox whispered.
Jana smiled. “You’re easy to please, Knox Prosper.”
“I suppose I am.” He was tired of the distance the table put between them. He straightened, than moved around the table.
Jana just watched him with a gleam in her eyes. When he stepped close, she rose and looped her arms about his neck. Pressing close, Knox almost wished he didn’t have anything else to do that day, or that week, for that matter.
“Come with me, or not,” Knox said. “But I want to talk to him soon.”
Jana pressed her lips against his neck, then looked up at him. “I have jam to make, and you have a rodeo to get to tonight.”
“I’ve already canceled,” Knox said. “I’m here for you, and I want to clean up this mess, because I’m tired of not being with you.”
“You’re with me right now.”
Knox smiled. “I am.”