Tyler would ask out Abigail again, and she’d say yes. There had to be a way. He’d left her alone for the past day so she could get used to the fact that he had changed his tune. Plus, he’d been called into work on his vacation to deal with a last minute paperwork issue.Damn Mrs. Ellis.Now he could give Abigail his full attention.It still hadn’t hit him completely yet that he wanted Abigail. He wasn’t some school-age boy who wanted something—or someone—only because he couldn’t have it anymore. No, that wasn’t the case.It had all happened when he’d touched that arrow. It had felt as if a veil had been lifted…but how? All he knew was that he needed to see Abigail again. To get down on his knees and beg for forgiveness for his shortsightedness. He wasn’t the flower-and-chocolates type of guy; he’d do it if she wanted it. But, did she? Damn, how could he not know?He’d known her most her life, yet he didn’t know if she liked flowers and chocolates or anything like that.
