Chapter Three
Stunned.
Fucking stunned.
She acted like he was at fault. Like he had wronged her. He’d kept waiting for her to offer some kind of explanation, an excuse, an apology, something, anything. And now Dottie was storming over, looking as ruffled as a prairie chicken defending her nest.
“Never in all my years of knowing you, have I seen you behave like an a*s,” she stormed. “You are better than that, Gunnar Hansen.”
His chest lurched. He hated disappointing people. His family most of all, and while he might not be related to Dottie Grace, she was family. “You don’t understand,” he started, then stopped, unsure he was ready to make his confession. Once Dottie learned about what happened in Vegas, everyone would know. Including his parents.
Dottie harrumphed, fisting her hands
