wanted to open that particular can with one of her sisters. “I’m good. But thanks for asking, Honor.”
“Anytime.”
After Honor left, Erin plugged in the tentative changes on her calendar, making sure she made notes about the shuffling in wedding dates. She’d wait for the e-mail to come through from Honor before she made official additions and changes in her planner and calendar.
As the wedding coordinator, she knew Honor would handle all the rearranging with the caterers and cake decorators and everyone else. It was Erin’s responsibility to make sure dates stayed clear and budgets stayed on track. So once the dates were firm, she’d assess everything and figure it all out to see if any changes needed to be made, and work with her sisters to come up with a final budget for each wedding.
She pushed back from her desk, needing a break. Some fresh air would help to clear her head. She looked at her phone. It was after six and she’d eaten lunch with the family at one. Some food would probably help. Maybe after she took a walk she’d see about dinner.
She stepped outside, stopping in her tracks when she saw Jason climbing out of his truck.
It had been days since she’d stormed out of his house in a fit. She thought maybe he’d call her or come over. Instead, she’d gotten nothing, so she’d assumed he’d thought she wasn’t worth the effort.
Kind of like Owen thought she wasn’t worth the effort.
She narrowed her gaze at him. “What are you doing here?”
He walked up the steps. “I came to tell you I was sorry . . . for several things. First, for starting something and then putting a stop to it. That was stupid. And second, for assuming I knew what was best for you. Clearly I don’t. And last, for not coming after you that night and apologizing right away, which is what I should have done. Instead, I thought maybe giving you some time . . . Well, anyway, that was wrong, too. I’m sorry, Erin. I acted like an ass and I’m here to beg for your forgiveness.”
She was all set to get a good mad going, and then he had to go and come up with the perfect apology right off the bat. Damn him for ruining that for her. “I was planning to yell at you for acting like a misogynistic dick.”
“I did do that. And you can still be mad and yell at me all you want.”
And then he had to go and be sweet and allow her to kick his ass anyway. Damn him again. She stepped forward, inhaling the scent of freshly showered male. The man could almost make her swoon. “You presumed.”
“I did.”
He wasn’t going to take another step, so she did, planting her palm on his chest. “That was wrong.”
“It was.”
Lord, his eyes were beautiful dark chocolate, so filled with soulful honesty. He wasn’t looking down or away, instead directly at her, owning up to the mistake he’d made. That was a man she could fall—
No, she didn’t intend to fall. But she could forgive. “Don’t do it again.”
“I won’t.”
And his mouth . . .
Despite being so pissed at him for all those days, she couldn’t forget what it felt like to be kissed by him. She wanted it again.
“One more thing,” she said.
He nodded. “Go ahead.”
“I’m starving and I need a margarita.”
Finally, he smiled. “Can I take you out for drinks and dinner?”
Her lips curved. “I’d like that. Let me grab my purse.”
“I’ll wait right here for you.”
She went inside and saw Honor, so she told her she was having dinner with Jason.
“And Agatha is out in the vineyards with Dad. Could you let him know I’ll be out for a bit, so he’ll keep an eye on the pup?”
“I’ll do that. Dinner with Jason, huh?” Honor asked with a knowing smile on her face.
“It’s just dinner, Honor.”
“Sure it is, honey,” Honor said as she turned, then stopped. “Oh. I’m having dinner with a new guy, by the way.”
“Yeah? Who’s the guy?”
“Randall Black.”
Erin frowned. “The band guy?”
“He’s a musician. And he’s very nice.”
Erin thought he was one of those singers who thought he was a bigger name than he really was. The guy did weddings, but thought of himself as some kind of superstar rock god.
Randall was anything but.
“You have a good time, honey,” Erin said. “Be careful with Randall.”
“You have fun out to dinner with Jason,” Honor said. “And I’ll do the same.”