Font Size:  

Pro opened the card to reveal a hand-written message in her father’s strong hand:

Elisha

I am an insensitive jerk.

Please forgive me.

I would like to see you again.

Max

“Well, I agree with the insensitive jerk part,” Pro admitted. “Have you seen him?”

“Since yesterday?”

“Well, the previous night he spent in your bed.”

“Oh will you let it go,” Elisha sighed and strode past her daughter toward the door. “You better’ve brought me coffee if you gonna interrogate me this early in the day.”

r /> Pro followed her mother into the other room. She had to admit that it really smelled wonderful, with all the exotic floral scents. Though there was hardly a place to sit or put anything down.

“How did he even do this?”

“I don’t know. I went shopping and came home to this. The card was on the floor as I came in. Some chocolates, too.”

Pro froze. “You have chocolate? Good chocolate?”

“I saved you some,” Elisha grumbled. “The box is on the table.”

“I can’t see anything but the flowers and the coffee I brought,” Pro said while getting on tiptoe to peer around the miniature forest.

“Well, give me my coffee and I’ll find the chocolates for you.”

Pro handed her mother a cup, and she took a grateful sip.

Elisha reached past a rhododendron and extracted a medium-sized, half-empty, open box of chocolates. Each one was a perfect sphere dusted with fine cocoa powder. She held it out for her daughter, who took one and popped it into her mouth.

“Wow, that’s good,” Pro moaned, her eyes closed as she savored the dark sweetness that made her knees weak.

Her mother raised an eyebrow. “Max does know how to get to my heart.”

“Yes, Mother,” Pro retorted. “And how to get into your pants.”

Elisha put on a smug smile. “I guess so or you wouldn’t be here.”

“Seriously, Mother. How did all this get here? Did he break in? And with the APB out, Max’s credit cards are frozen. How did he pay for all this?”

“I don’t have an answer for you, baby.”

Pro grabbed another piece of chocolate. “He was in my apartment last night.”

“What?”

“There waiting for me. He made my bed.”

“The nerve.” Elisha smirked.

“It’s not funny, Mom. It’s disconcerting that he can sneak flowers into your place and just show up in mine.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com