Seduction Of The Reluctant Bride. Barbara McCauley

didn’t somehow take credit for. Even you, Faith. He’s probably looking down at us, taking credit for you being here right now.”

      The sudden change in Faith’s demeanor was subtle, almost imperceptible, but Sam caught it nonetheless. The slight angling of her chin, her stiff smile. Why in the world would Jessica’s harmless comment bother the woman?

      “Now, Sam here,” Jake said, pushing his plate away as he eyed a pecan pie sitting on the sideboard, “he was Digger’s greatest challenge. Sam’s marital status to Digger was like a red flag to a bull.”

      “Not to mention every woman within a five-hundred mile radius,” Savannah added, making room on the table for pie and cookies.

      “Once all you ladies were taken, I resigned myself to a life of celibacy.” Sam’s look was forlorn, his wink at Savannah wicked. There were groans around the table, with Jake nearly choking.

      “Why, even Faith here is taken,” Sam said. “Practically engaged to Howard from Boston. Isn’t that right, Faith?”

      She threw him a sharp glance. “Harold.”

      “Right.” Pleased with himself and the mischief he was causing, Sam accepted the slice of pecan pie that Savannah handed him. “He’s extremely understanding, she tells me.”

      Her glance turned to a glare. “As a matter of fact, he is.”

      “A rare quality in a man,” Annie said.

      Jared, who’d been nibbling on a cookie his daughter had offered him from her high chair, feigned hurt. “I’m understanding,” he complained. “Aren’t I, guys?”

      The men all nodded and mumbled praise amongst themselves. Jessica rolled her eyes and smiled at Faith. “I’m not sure if I should offer congratulations or condolences. Have you set a date yet?”