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“Only one flower disappeared,” Kaia says, clearly disappointed, but my blood rushes, pounding into my ears.

“He loves me,” I whisper. “Jesus Christ, I can’t believe he’s going to this extreme.” I look up at the billboard again, almost naked Mark playfully smiling down at me.

He’s the only person who could come up with a stunt like this. But I’d never expect him to puthimselfout there like that.

This is him sticking his finger to the board and putting them on their knees at the same time. I bet they’ll get a considerable number of players for this game—a whole new audience—because of him.

But I see it for what it is.

This is for me.

He’s making a fool of himself. For me. Showing me that he’s trying.

And it’s fucking working.

I’m going to have to vote now.

I open the website again, and even more flowers are gone. “Oh my God, I need to make him take this down.”

“No!” Kaia shrieks, and I hit her in the arm.

“That’s my man’s penis.”

“Your man?” she asks, lifting an eyebrow. “So you voted yes?”

“Yes,” I say and feel my cheeks heat. A flower disappears from his private area, and it says, ‘You voted yes’.

“And then what?” I look at Kaia, and it dawns on me… “Wasthisyour special project?”

She grins.

“What am I supposed to do now?” I ask.

“He didn’t specify.”

What did I expect? Confetti to fall from the sky? Was he going to jump out from behind a bush and yell surprise?

I need to do something now I know he’s trying this hard to get my attention. My forgiveness.

We continue walking down the high street, and a bright yellow playsuit catches my eye.

An idea comes to mind.

I know what to do.