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He wanted to roll his eyes at himself. Everything became so apparent now. What his younger self had witnessed when thathumongous flower bloomed shortly after his fifteenth birthday had been a special event. He’d been wrapped up in some game or another, while his parents couldn’t pull from each other’s arms.
“I thought you didn’t care for flowers, especially this one?”
Back on Main Street, Whiskey followed the line of people to the greenhouse then took a sudden detour around the side of the building.
“Where are we going?”
Whiskey slowed by the back exit to Havershaw’s greenhouse. Inside every pole, table and beam in the place had little white lights hanging or wrapped around it.
Perfect.
Soft lighting lit the interior to make it look like a something out of a fairytale book his sister went on and on about as kids.
“Wait here?”
Genevieve nodded and opened her mouth to say something, but he was already in the next room.
Two minutes and a couple of promises later he kissed Mrs. Havershaw on the cheek and rejoined Genevieve.
Behind Genevieve green vines hung from eves like a curtain shutting them off from the rest of the world. He had such singular focus he missed them on the way in. As he stepped back into the room, his vision of beauty had her back to him whispering to some beautiful yellow and pink flower he didn’t recognize. He’d remedy that, learn every flower under the fucking sun so he could enjoy moments like these with her.
She turned, eyes wide, and a slow smile glided across her lip. Lips he wanted to kiss again like he wanted to breathe.
“What do you have there?” She leaned to the side to peer around his back.
He had to be grinning like an idiot, but he didn’t care. He pulled his hand out from behind his back.
Her eyes lit like a fire that could warm the world three times over.
“Is this what I think it is?”
He presented a freshly potted Titan Alum bulb to her, wrapping her hands around the tiny pot.
“Genevieve Summers, a decade isn’t enough time with you, but it’s a start, a promise that we’ll watch this bloom like our lives together. I know it’s not a ring, yet?—”
“Are you kidding? This is so much better. Not that I don’t want what that ring represents, but this takes dedication and love.” Tears teased the rims of her eyes as she held his gaze.
“Like us.”
She nodded. “I can’t believe it took us this long to come back together. I guess that is why fate had to step in.”
“Fate sure has a twisted sense of humor to make us wait so long to find our happiness.”
“Happiness. I never knew I needed it so much as I do right now. All the deadlines and stress seem so petty now.” She paused for a brief moment. “I accept your promise, Whiskey. I never thought love would walk through my door on the back of a little blackmail, yet here we are.”
“Good, because I mean every single word.” He brought his lips down on hers for a slow, languid kiss. “Especially the I love you part.” Damn, this woman made him so happy. “You’re mine, sweetheart, and there’s not a thing in this world that I wouldn’t do to prove it.”
She leaned back and he wrapped his arms around her for support. A deep sigh slipped from her lips and hung in the air. “I’m right where I want to be. I love you too, Whiskey. Nothing will tear us apart.”
His breath caught as her slender fingers wrapped around his hardening shaft.
He growled, “I plan on hearing those words again when we get home. You better be ready for me. I’m going to want to make up for lost time, baby.”
He fisted his hand in her hair and turned her lips up to him. “You’re my forever. You’ve had my heart all this time and I never want it back, my dirty little blackmailer.”
“I’ll protect it as you protect mine.”
He pressed his lips against hers. “Deal.”
