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“Duncan’s here from Michigan to freshen up the company’s brand.”
“About time.”
Kyle frowned at her.
Dréa leaned closer to Duncan and lowered her voice, but not so low that her brother couldn’t hear. “I’ve been telling him to get a new look for years.”
The scent of lavender overtook him. “Well, I’ll do my best.”
The sound of the worship band floated through the open doors, and Kyle ushered them into the sanctuary.
Duncan sat next to Kyle, and Dréa took a seat beside him.
“Do you want to sit by your brother?” he asked.
“This is fine, thanks.”
They stood and sang choruses along with the worship band, and Duncan couldn’t help but notice that Dréa had the voice of an angel, at least what he imagined an angel would sound like.
The pastor’s sermon was about forgetting what is past and going all in for God, which he needed to hear. Guilt and shame were eating him up, and he needed to put what happened with Jamie behind him and be all in again. There was no changing the past. All he could do was move forward.
And moving forward with the right kind of girl was what went through his mind as he glanced over at Dréa’s left hand and saw no sign of a wedding ring.
At Kyle’s place, Duncan and Dréa gravitated toward each other, and she kept him company while Kyle grilled burgers in the back yard, Melissa prepared the rest of the meal in the kitchen, and the girls played on the swing set.
“Did you like our church?” she asked.
“I really did. Everyone I met was so welcoming. It felt like a place I could call home while I’m here.”
She smiled. “I’m happy to hear that. How long will you be here?”
“I’m not sure yet, but a project like this can take a couple of months. Sometimes longer.”
“I see.”
“So, you know what I do for a living. How about you? What do you do?”
“I’m a DJ,” she replied.
“A DJ, on the radio?”
“Yep.”
“Well, you have the voice for it, that’s for sure.”
One of her eyebrows raised. “You like my voice?”
“Who wouldn’t?”
She turned her head away a little. Had he made her blush?
“How long have you been a DJ?” he asked.
“Five years. I started there straight out of college. Did you always know you wanted to be a graphic designer?”
“I wouldn’t say that, but I’ve always liked art, and I’m a bit of a computer nerd, so I guess you could say my interests merged.”
She gave him another megawatt smile. “I like that.”