That should be safe enough.
They hit a bump and Willow jerked away. She wiped her mouth and scrubbed at her eyes. “I fell asleep.”
“Seems so.”
She looked at his arm. “How long have I been leaning against you?”
“Can’t rightly say. Didn’t mind.”
“There’s a wet spot on your sleeve where I drooled.” She rubbed at it, pink staining her cheeks. “My apologies. You should have wakened me.”
“Nothing wrong with sleeping. I know you didn’t get a lot last night what with little Adam fussing.”
They both looked at the baby. He snuffled and rolled to his side.
Willow brushed her hair back with her hands. “Travel is hard on him. It disrupts his routine. He likes to move about more than he can in the little space he has in the wagon. I feel bad that I have to make him endure this.”
Johnny tried to think what to say to ease her concern about the baby. Before he could find any suitable words, he noticed a tipped wagon by the side of the road ahead. Goods lay scattered about and several people hustled around the outfit. “Someone’s having trouble up there.”
She jolted upright and reached for her valise.
He’d left his rifle on Gray’s saddle and pulled the wagon to a halt to go back and retrieve it. All of which wakened young Adam, who whimpered. Willow scooped him into her lap and soothed him.
When Johnny returned to the bench, Adam reached for him. “Man,” he crowed and gurgled a chuckle.
It pleased Johnny to be greeted so cheerfully, but he’d have preferred to have the baby stay asleep, out of sight and out of harm’s way until he could be certain the group ahead didn’t pose a threat.
Willow must have shared the same thought. “He won’t be happy back in the wagon.”
They didn’t move as Johnny considered what might lie down the road. “It looks like a man and a woman and two children. We’ll see if they need help, but we’ll be cautious.”
“You don’t have to tell me.” The way she clutched the valise said she was ready for anything. She parked Adam on the bench between them and they simultaneously edged closer, crooking their elbows in front of the boy to keep him safely confined.
Adam patted both their arms and grinned at them. “Mama. Man.”
Johnny’s heart swelled inside his chest. This little guy had given him so many enjoyable moments. Just as quickly, his heart shriveled. He’d never have a son of his own, thanks to Trudy’s deceit. Unless he was willing to forget the past. His jaw clenched.
He urged the horse forward at a measured pace, which allowed him lots of time to evaluate the scene, as it did those ahead of them on the road. It might be to the advantage of both, since surprises generally weren’t advisable.
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