certainty had her wondering, for the first time since meeting him, what he might be capable of.
Could he really change and would he really fight to win her back? Or was he putting on an elaborate charade that would again end in disappointment?
Should she give him another chance or would he just break her heart again with his absent disregard?
A taxi pulled to the curb and Danny climbed into the backseat. Before closing the door, he glanced toward the building. As if he could see her through the mirrored windows, though she knew he couldnât, his gaze locked on hers and his wide smile showed off his perfect teeth. What disturbed her most was the look in his eyes. Part fear, part determination and part passion, the gaze was a silent plea for hope and forgiveness.
Her hand tightened on the lip gloss tube, much like desire gripped her throat.
âGuess you know him pretty well,â Brad said from his chair, pulling her back to the present.
âMaybe not as well as Iâd have thought,â she answered without looking away, instead watching Danny until he closed the door and the cab pulled away.
Her heart beat a little faster and her skin buzzed. Her mouth twitched with the need to smile and her soul wanted to laugh.
Sheâd been happy in Miami, with her friends and work. It occurred to her that her happy had been missing something. Fun. Freedom.
Danny gave her spirit the lightness it needed to play. He lived life to the fullest and invited her to come along. Sheâd thought she was still having fun and living life to the fullest, only she was doing it with a healthy balance of responsibility, but doubt moved in.
Doubt wasnât enough to erase the past.
She missed Danny, but she wasnât ready to go through old disappointments. His return renewed the decisions that had motivated her to sign up for the dating website. She was okay being alone, but the time had come to move past okay and alone. Every spark of brightness sheâd found with Danny could be found in someone who understood the importance of also being a responsible adult.
A man existed who could arouse her passion, make her laugh and show up for a date on time. She deserved a man who wanted to be with her enough that he remembered, on his own, plans theyâd made. A man who didnât forget everything that wasnât entirely fun.
Gripping the lip gloss, appreciating the reminder it provided, she headed back to her office. She had work to do, but more interestingly, she had date requests to consider. Maybe Danny had changed, and she believed he would be back. Living to avoid him wasnât the way to go. The time had come for her to finish what sheâd started and the best way to get Dannyâs signature on the divorce papers was to convince him sheâd moved on.
Youâll have to convince yourself first.
Telling the voice in her head to shut up, Tabatha opened the double doors of Tulle and Tulips and stepped into a world focused on everything she was looking for.
âTabatha.â Jenny waved her over to the reception desk. âThe Omi Hotel called about the James contract and Kayla asked for you. She needs to go over the lighting for the Weaver wedding to make sure she has the right equipment.â
âThanks.â Eager for a distraction, Tabatha turned toward Kaylaâs office.
A brilliant photographer, Kayla had a gift for seeing life from a different angle. It was like she spent so much time looking through a viewfinder that when she looked up none of the excess distractions of life registered. It made her uncomfortably perceptive, but Tabatha was equally skilled at protecting her privacy. After all, sheâd known the Tulle and Tulips women over a year and only Lori knew about her marital status, and that was only because she had to know for tax purposes and the background check she ran on everyone joining the team.
If word got out about her delivery , and she wouldnât be surprised