Emily didn’t want to overthink things. She gathered the children, ready to leave the restaurant and head home for some much-needed rest.

But she had barely taken a few steps when something warm and heavy settled over her shoulders.

“Put this on—your hands are freezing. What if you get sick?” Ethan’s voice came from behind, low and laced with concern.

He had noticed how cold her hands were when their fingers accidentally brushed earlier.

Seeing her in just a ...