I sniffed. “No man claims a woman.”
“Your son claimed me, and I’m not complaining,” Jenna winked. She sobered quickly and leaned forward, her gaze serious. “I get what you’re saying, though, and I agree. No man owns a woman, especially not her thoughts and emotions.”
“Darn tootin’.” I mashed my lips together. “I may need to have a word with Camden.”
“Don’t you dare,” Jenna gasped. “I’m quite pleased with his behavior.”
I grunted. She smiled again, wider this time, much like a cat who’d caught the canary.
“Yes, you dating will drive Steve nuts.” Aya nodded, seeming satisfied with her conclusion. “He craves control, but he can’t control you just like he can’t control his feelings for you. They just are. So, now, you’ll be pushing him into a choice.”
“One he may not make,” I said, shoulders slumping again.
Kate knocked her shoulder against mine. “My money’s on you, Mama. Especially because we’re going to help you.”
She rose from the table and strode across my kitchen, returning with a pad and pen. “I have some ideas.”