All she had to do was behave sensibly for another hour or so; after that he’d be gone and she could try to smooth things over. The good news—the really encouraging news—was that Egbert had bid on her supper box. “Daisy?” Kell was studying her, a quizzical smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “All right,” she snapped. A few weeks from now she’d have forgotten all about Kell Magee. By then she should be well on her way to winning Egbert’s—well, if not his heart, at least his very good friendship, which, after all, was the best basis for any marriage. “Look, if I made a mistake and messed up your plans, I’m sorry. I can leave and you can join your friends, just say the word.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry. It’s just—oh, I don’t know, everything, I guess. I’m tired from rushing to get things ready so we can close up the house, and on top of that, I think my apartment’s going to be sold out from under me. And why am I telling you all this?” She shook her head.
What do You think about Her Passionate Plan B (2005)?
