“How does it feel, Dillon?”
“Maud says I broke three hearts, the way I left without a word. Hers, Olivia’s, her mom’s.”
Bailey said softly, “Four.”
“Don’t you start. Please.”
She nodded. “How does it feel to you now?” “That I need to make amends. Not patch things up and start over. More like, I’ve been given this incredible chance to apologize the only way that matters. By doing better this time around.” He hesitated, then added, “As far as I’m concerned, this is as close to a Christmas miracle as I’ve ever come.”
She swung around so as to study him full on. “Have you worked out how that’s happening with the lady in question?”
“Maybe. Olivia’s home is probably gone. Hard to say exactly, but that’s how it looked to me. So I’ve offered her the spare room in my grandparents’ place. Soon as they clear the roads and restore power, I think we should move in. Give her a safe place to start over.”
He half expected her to laugh at him. Two people who had once been madly in love, now living together under one roof. As friends. It was beyond crazy.
Instead, Bailey said, “Come have dinner with me tonight.”
