Jenny’s face lit. “I’ve heard that, miss.”

Her heart eased a bit. Like her, Jenny had picked up knowledge where she could.

“No need to fire up the cottage, though. We know it’s pure.” Perry went to get another cup and handed it to Fox. “You and Jenny have a nightcap and then up to bed. It’s almost dawn. I’ll have tea and wait up for MacEwen.”

“Oh, no, miss—”

“You can take the next watch, Jenny. Do you think the gang will be looking for their missing tubs, Fox?”

He smiled up at her from his mixing. “I’m counting on it.”

That smile started up a great buzzing inside her. She turned away and busied herself heating water and spooning tea leaves. Fox had a plan. And he hadn’t said anything more about sending her away.

Every nerve in her body sprang to life, tingling warmth igniting a blaze in her like his smile was two hundred proof spirits and she’d been packed with black powder. This was why her sisters-in-law went all moon-eyed around her brothers. This was why women did foolish things for men. This was it.

Please, God, before this was over, she would be very foolish.