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Moments later, I watched as she took center stage. Isaac, who had been distracted by Tyler long enough for Red Renegade to take the stage, reappeared at the sound of Dani’s voice and immediately crossed to where I stood watching her. “What is she doing?” he asked.
I only smiled. “She’s about to give you the greatest Christmas present you’ve ever gotten.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Dani
Late Christmas morning, I still hadn’t talked to Isaac. Not really, anyway. He’d given me a bone-crushing hug right after I’d walked off the stage, but then he’d been so wrapped up in hanging out with Red Renegade, taking pictures with Red Renegade, talking to Reggie Fletcher with unbridled enthusiasm, there hadn’t been time for a conversation.
Not that I’d been expecting one. I’d made him happy; that was enough.
Yet, when he found me lounging in the hotel lobby, a cup of coffee in hand, my heart swelled at the same time a wave of nervousness washed over me.HadI made him happy? Did he recognize the gesture as the apology it was meant to be?
“Hey,” he said, dropping into the chair across from me. “Where’d you get the coffee? I could use some.”
I motioned to the far side of the lobby, where a small café sat nestled in the corner. “Over there. But here.” I held out my cup. “This is my second one. You can finish it.”
He took it, taking a long swallow before setting the cup down on the small table between us. “So last night,” he said, leaning back in his chair.
“It was an amazing event, Isaac. You should be really proud.”
He nodded. “We raised a lot of money. More than we expected. But that’s not why I brought it up.”
I smiled.
“I don’t know how you pulled it off, Dani, but that...that was the greatest thing anyone has ever done for me.”
“Darius helped too,” I said.
“Did you make the jackets they were all wearing?”
I nodded. “It was the one thing they demanded in exchange for doing the event.”
Isaac’s eyes flashed with understanding. “That’s why you sold all your fabric.”
I winced. “I was hoping you wouldn’t realize that had happened.”
“Thank you. Truly. It—” He swallowed. “It means a lot.”
“I’m sorry I was a jerk about your YouTube channel.”
“I’m sorry for always calling you Dandelion.”
I laughed. “No you’re not.”
He grinned. “Okay. I’m not. But I’ll stop doing it anyway.” He leaned forward and drained the last of the coffee. “So, what’s going on with you and Alex?”
I groaned. “What, we’re getting along now so I have to tell you everything?”
He shrugged. “Only if you want to. I’m just saying. The fact thatsomethingis going on is written all over both your faces. I’m hoping you’ll figure it out so the rest of us don’t have to keep tiptoeing around the subject. Just get together already so everything can go back to normal.”
I leaned my head on the cushion behind me. “If only it were that easy.”
“Are you thinking you might stay in Charleston?”
“I don’t know. Maybe? I might have to. Next week might not work out the way we’re all hoping.”
“True.” He nodded. “Well, if it matters, I think it’d be cool if you stayed.” He ran a hand through his hair. “It’s been nice having you around.”
