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“It sounds like you are talking about a person, not a flower,” she whispered, brushing the curly strand of her hair that came lose back behind her ear.
“Oh, I apologize—”
“No, don’t. You are right. I never thought about it that way.”
I grinned. “Did you just say I was right?”
“What? You’re not used to being right?” she teased.
“No.” I shook my head. “I am not used to people telling me I am right because everyone tries to outwit me in conversations.”
She laughed. “I can actually see that.”
“What? Why?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. There is just something about you. You give off this vibe of confidence and...”
“That is a good thing. Thank you.”
“And,” she leaned in to add, “a bit petty. So it feels like you are teasing people, and then they want to defend back.”
“Well, I am teasing them,” I admitted, unable to stop smiling.
“See,” she replied. “So who’s just going to let you tease them even if you are right?”
“Maybe you will?”
“Me?” She actually pointed to herself, and a sinister smirk appeared on her lips. “I am far too bossy, temperamental, and prone to outbursts for that.”
I sighed heavily, my shoulders dropping. “You are never going to let me forget I said that, will you?”
“Never,” she said with her chin up.
“Well, I cannot have that,” I said, sitting. “You are allowed to label me with three words then, too. So we are even.”
“What if I don’t want to be even?”
“You are not petty.”
“You just don’t know me well enough.”
I smiled. “So you are petty, bossy, temperamental, and prone to outburst.”
Her mouth dropped, and I tried not to laugh. “You are supposed to be apologetic for that, not add to it!”
“You are the one adding to it. I said you were not petty, and you disagreed.” I was truly enjoying how flabbergasted and ruffled she looked. “I can only take you at your word, Ms. Wyntor.”
“You know, it would be wiser just to tell me that I was none of those things at all.”
“Wiser, yes, but not the truth, and I promised you I’d do my best to tell you the truth,” I explained. When she frowned, I also added, “No one said those traits are bad. I am also a bit bossy and temperamental. I’ve gotten better at the outburst part, but I have my moments. So, you are not alone. Though I’m enjoying how you puff up when I say it.”
She opened her mouth to reply, but luckily, the server came over, and she held back her comment, sitting straighter in her chair.
“Your menus,” he said to us with a thick Italian accent, handing us both a menu before filling our glasses with water. “Is there a wine I can start you with?”
“I should keep away from it after yesterday. You go ahead, though,” Odette said to me, but something told me she really wanted it. Maybe it was way she sucked the corner of her lip for a brief second before rejecting the offer.
I leaned forward. “Enjoy the beauty of the moment. Besides, I am not familiar with their selection, so I am in desperate need of your help.”
