There was a ball of regret in the pit of her stomach. And the regret was that she had overreacted to Christian. Wasn’t he trying, in his own weak way, to tell her he was sorry for what he’d done?The doorbell chimed and Victoria realized she’d been staring at the flowers. She hurried down the stairs as the kids ran toward the door, too.“Who is it?” Ali asked.“Scott.”“Cott!” Sam cheered, the wand that Chris had made him was still gripped in his hand.Victoria pulled open the door to the handsome man who held the bouquet of roses in front of him.“More flowers!” Ali said enthusiastically.Victoria bit down on her bottom lip hoping Scott hadn’t focused on what she’d said. He stepped through the door and knelt down on one knee. “Ali, these are for you.” Victoria watched as he took a smaller bouquet of roses and handed them to her. Her eyes grew wide and she smiled up at her aunt, who gave her a nod to remind her to say thank you.“Thank you, Scott.”“You’re very welcome.”Sam moved in closer and watched as Scott reached into his front pocket and pulled out a little car—a Lexus that matched his.
