"Oh, how beautiful!" she exclaimed when he handed her the flower arrangement. "I adore lilies, and these colors are so lovely."
"I hoped you would, although you probably won't like the story behind them." Still in his leather jacket with the wool lining, he plunged his hands in the deep pockets, unsure of her reaction, whether she would welcome his offering or tell him to take a hike for being an insensitive jerk.
Afton ceased stroking the silky petals of the lilies and looked at him. "I think I know. This was Regine's bridal bouquet. But it's the thought that counts, and I know you thought of me when you had to break the news to her. I'm glad. Why let perfectly beautiful flowers go to waste."
"Yes, I agree." Mac donned a smile of relief. Maybe he wasn't such a jerk after all.
