A Ring and a Promise. Lois Richer

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      “Grandmother, there’s no need to explain. If you don’t like the idea, I’ll come up with another. It’s not a problem.”

      But it was. More than two weeks and so far nothing Donovan had been able to suggest seemed to jibe with Winifred’s ideas. Neither was he making much headway with Ari. She still held herself at a distance from everyone, including him. Donovan was frustrated.

      “I appreciate the work you’ve put into this, son. It’s just—not quite there yet.”

      “So I’ll pull together some different ideas tomorrow. Right now I think I’d better go in search of Ariane. She’s been waiting quite a while.”

      “You haven’t found a place for her to spend afterschool hours yet?” Winifred’s disapproval was obvious. “It’s not good for her to be alone so much, Donovan.”

      “I know. Olivia thinks she’s got a place locked down in the daycare she and Reese use when they have to work late, but the spot isn’t available until the first of the month. Until then, I don’t have any other choice but to have Ari brought here.”

      “I would have thought there would be some afterschool programs she could join in, but at least she’ll soon be with other children. She needs to open up.” Winifred closed the portfolio he’d given her and handed it back. “Talk to Abby again and let me know as soon as you have something else I can look at.”

      “Will do, Grandmother.” Donovan bent, kissed Winifred’s white curls and left her office pretending nonchalance.

      The truth was he was fresh out of ideas, and for an idea man that was unacceptable. Worse than that, he did not want to keep running to Abby. She’d told him the changes she envisioned. That should be enough.

      Only it wasn’t. He couldn’t seem to translate those ideas onto paper.

      “Hey, Katie, have you seen Ariane? I know she arrived, but—”

      “The driver dropped her off a while ago. She was in here for a bit, but then she left. Maybe to get a drink? I wasn’t paying attention. Sorry.” Katie offered him a distracted look as she hurried away to solve some problem.

      Fiona ushered a client out of a fitting room and through the front door before dragging a hand through her hair.

      “That was a toughie. She has no clue what she wants.”

      “Those are your best weddings, Mom,” he cheered her on with a hug. “Seen Ariane?”

      “Olivia was here with her and the twins when I went in for the consult. Olivia wouldn’t have just left her alone. She may have wandered off somewhere. In my experience, girls usually like the fabric room.” Fiona glanced at her watch, smiled at the woman entering the building. “Hello. I’m so glad you made it.”

      Fiona gave him a questioning look.

      “Go on with your client. I’ll find her,” he whispered.

      “Thanks, honey. We have to check out that reception hall tonight or I’d—”

      Donovan shook his head at her and pointed. “Go.”

      The rest of the family was equally involved in business, so Donovan didn’t bother them, simply walked through the enormous building, intentionally leaving Abby’s section until last. Not that he was avoiding her, exactly.

      Okay, he was. But fatherhood meant he was supposed to handle whatever problems came up, not depend on someone else to solve them. Donovan couldn’t help glancing toward the jewelry designer’s domain. When he saw a small dark head next to Abby’s toffee-toned one, he realized he’d have to face Abby sooner than he’d planned. He moved to the doorway to watch.

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