Page 42 of Their Tracked Obsession

Liv

“These flowers are beautiful.” I smiled as I smelled the petals and glanced at the florist. “We’ll take them.”

White roses. The perfect flowers for my bouquet because they symbolized the devotion my phantoms had for me. Their love meant everything to me.

“Thank God,” Sin exhaled as he peered up at the ceiling and rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. “Can we go now?”

Sin and Saint’s patience needed some work.

“Yeah. We’ve been here for over an hour,” Saint mumbled while he flicked at the leaf on a stem. “We love you, Liv, but flowers make me…”

Achoo!

“Aw, Christ! Cover your nose,” Sin complained as he wiped the back of his hand on his jeans and glared at Saint. “You got fucking snot on me, man.”

“Sorry,” Saint apologized with a stuffed-up nasal cavity, and he blew his nose. “All these fucking flowers make me sneeze. I think I’m allergic to them.”

“Ah!” A light bulb went off in my head. “So, this explains the artificial white roses you used to leave me.”

I grinned like Sherlock Holmes would when he solved a case.

Saint had a Kleenex in his nose and pointed at his best friend, “Sin delivered them. Not me.”

“Why not?” I narrowed my eyes. “There was no scent to those buds.”

“Fake or not, I dislike flowers,” Saint admitted with a shrug. “Chicks dig them, though. You love them.”

“I do.” I handed the white roses back to the florist and turned to Sin. “What about you? Why don’t you like flowers?”

“Too damn colorful. Bright. Alive,” Sin admitted with a disgusted face. “But since you enjoy them, I’ll tolerate them. For you.”

“Awe…” I stood up on my tippy toes and Sin bent down. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you, sweetheart.” We brushed our noses. “Plus, flowers are a certainty I’ll get laid.”

I giggled and shook my head. “I learn something new about you two every damn day.”

Sin grinned and pulled out his wallet. “I’ll pay on credit.”

The florist tallied up the total of two bouquets of white roses. One bigger for me to hold on my wedding day and the other smaller one was for Raven. Saint wouldn’t be able to tolerate anymore floral fragrance, even though I wanted to buy out the entire store.

I was excited as we left the florist, and I couldn’t believe the ceremony of my dreams was around the corner. Soon I’d walk down the aisle to vow my love to two men who each owned half of my heart. I couldn’t wait to spend forever with them.

“We should grab a bite to eat.” Saint rubbed a hand over his stomach and reached for the handle on the car door. “I’m hungry.”

“Dude, you’re always hungry.” Sin sighed, shaking his head. “You’re a goddamn bottomless pit.”

“I can’t help it.” Saint shrugged.

“You know what?” Sin stepped away from the car and peered across the street. “I got a better idea.”

“What?” Saint asked curiously.

Sin turned to me with a smirk. “Target practice.”

“Huh?” I raised an eyebrow and shook my head. “I’m not following.”

“Let’s go fire some guns.” Sin’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “We’ll teach you how to shoot.”