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But oh boy, he was a big part of it. And in the unlikely chance that he wasn’t in my life forever, I’d be okay. This new me, the me that wasn’t solely focused on work, the guy who now looked up every once in a while, would be okay.
I gotto work the next morning with a van full from the flower market. Like every morning, Robbie handed me a coffee and Lina began unloading the van.
“How was your weekend?” Robbie asked, looking me up and down. “You look suspiciously happy.”
I laughed. Jeez, how to explain my weekend? “Well, it started out kinda bad but it ended pretty well.”
“Bad? What happened?”
I winced, unsure if I should tell him... then realised if anyone would understand, it would be him. We both collected one box each and I glanced around to see Lina already back inside. “Broken condom,” I whispered.
Robbie grimaced. “Oh. Did you go get?—”
“Yep. Rapid tests were all negative. Expecting more results yet, obviously.”
“And you and he are okay?”
“Yeah, we talked about everything.” I slid the box onto the shelf in the cool room. “Actually, I think we’re better than okay. Not an ideal start to a relationship, but at least we know we can handle the big stuff. Know what I mean?”
He slid his box on the shelf and gave me a clap on the shoulder. “Sounds serious.”
“It is. We’ve established the boyfriend title.”
“Wow.”
Lina appeared with another box. “No, honestly, it’s fine. You two stay in here and chat. I’ll do all the work.”
I snorted. “Sorry.”
Robbie clicked his tongue. “Go easy on him. He’s in love.”
Lina huffed but relented a smile. “Is he still wonderful?”
I nodded, feeling foolishly giddy. “He is.”
“I’m happy for you.” Then she raised both eyebrows. “But the van won’t unload itself.”
I laughed, but Robbie and I unloaded the rest of the van without complaint. We had our order lists to get through and everyone settled into work, humming along to the radio, getting as much done as we could before the doors opened, before the phone began to ring off the hook.
“Lina,” I called out. “I need ideas.”
“What for?”
“Flowers for Linden.”
“Paper flowers?”
“Yeah, possibly. Maybe something else that says something more. I don’t know.”
“More...” she mused. “Like a declaration of a hundred red roses but not a hundred red roses.”
“Exactly.”
“Get some red paper and make him a red rose.”
I shrugged. “I could... and he really does love the paper flowers I’ve given him. He keeps them on the shelf in his living room. But I think it’s lost the charm.”
“You can get flower LEGOs now,” Robbie piped up with.
