Rose pastry — he remembered that Daisy Grant's favorite was rose pastry.
Dawn Sutherland's deep eyes flickered, thinking of the wedding date Daisy and her fiancé had already set. His gaze dimmed, and he planned to speed past Fresh Blossom Bakery, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a figure so familiar it could be no one else.
Dawn thought he was seeing things, his eyes flickering. Only when he noticed the car parked on the street did he truly confirm it. He immediately braked and parked his car by the roadside.
The car parked on the side belonged to the Grant family, and he recognized the driver; it was someone from the Grant family.
So the person inside was indeed Daisy; he hadn't been mistaken.
Dawn walked into the bakery, his gaze carrying a gentle warmth like water.
Daisy Grant was saying something to the clerk, her face adorned with a soft smile that seemed to warm the entire room.
"Daisy."
