Page 107 of Upon an April Night

“An apology would go a long way.”

“I told her I was sorry,” he replied.

“For?”

“For blowing her off when I got to Denver.”

“What else?”

His brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“Is that everything?”

“Yeah?”

Nana slowly rocked back and forth. “What about apologizing for taking her to bed?”

“Yeah.” He thought about that for a moment. “Well, I guess I didn’t apologize in so many words, but we talked about it, and we both took responsibility for that night.”

“Okay, what about your engagement?”

“What about it?”

“Have you apologized for that?”

“To Dréa, you mean?”

“To Jamie.”

He was confused. “Why would I apologize to Jamie?”

Nana sipped her tea as she rocked. “I’m going to let you think on that for a while. You get back to me when you figure it out.”

“Nana, come on. Did she say something?”

“She didn’t have to. I put myself in her shoes. Maybe you should try that.”

Frustrated, Duncan stood and left the room, dumping the last third of his coffee down the drain and rinsing his cup, before heading to the bathroom to get cleaned up for the day. After a shower and a shave, he dressed and headed out with one destination in mind.

He’d spent every minute since he walked off that sun porch with thoughts of Jamie whirling around inside his head. He tried to do what his grandmother had encouraged him to, think about how Jamie must’ve felt when he left that morning, flew off to Denver, and never replied to a single one of her messages. But he’d already apologized for that. What else could there be?

She had liked him for a long time, just as he had liked her, he knew that much. If she had slept with him then blew him off and immediately started dating someone else, that would’ve hurt him for sure. Was that it? Was that what Nana meant? If so, he would make that right with her today. He didn’t want anything unresolved between them.

And as far as Max, it was his own fault she was with him now, and if she decided to stay in that relationship, he would have to accept that. Though he was sure it would drive him mad to be around them.

Shannon had informed him that Jamie would be coming into the studio that day, so he headed straight there, hoping to steal her away to talk. He was disappointed to find Shannon alone at the studio when he arrived.

“Morning, D.” Shannon strode across the room and welcomed him with a hug. “She’s not here yet.”

He attempted nonchalance. “What if I was here to see you?”

Shannon snorted. “Yeah, right.”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Mom said you picked a wedding date.”

Her face lit up. “June tenth.”

“I thought you guys would run out and get married as fast as possible.”

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