April knew how odd it sounded. “That surprised me, too. But he told me he’d check on me. I think that was his way. Nevertheless, he and my mother spoke at length. Did you know my mother believes he might have saved my life?”
Deb swept her hand through the air. “I’m trying to get back to the almost-kissing part.”
“So am I,” April said, quirking a corner of her mouth. Her heart ached at the thought, and she wondered if they would ever have another chance.
“Look, I’m sorry,” Deb said. “How can I fix this?”
“I don’t think you can.” Ryan’s last words floated into her mind. “He told me it was good to see me, and then he said, ‘Don’t ever forget that,’ as if he didn’t plan on seeing me again. And I haven’t heard a word since. I’d like to know Ryan better, but is that how dating is now?” She w
