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I hated how much I missed him.
I was already terrible when it came to my feelings for this man.
“Excuse me, miss.”
My eyes shot up to see a handsome face staring at me. He offered a slight smile and lifted the bouquet of flowers he had in one hand. He was also wearing a very expensive suit and I could see the watch on his wrist peeking from under his sleeve. The guy was obviously well off.
Money didn’t mean safety.
“Yes.” I glared up at him.
“Sorry to bother you but I saw you sitting here and thought maybe you would accept these.”
My eyes moved to the flowers before returning to his face. “Why would I accept flowers from a stranger?”
He flashed me a charming smile. “You probably shouldn’t but I was hoping you would humor me. They were for my girl. I proposed today…”
My expression softened a little.
Shit, she turned him down.
“She said no?” I stated quietly.
He nodded, his smile thinning some. “Yes, but my problem, not yours. I spent a lot of money on these and I’d hate to throw them away. Figured I might as well pay it forward. So if you’d do me the honor of accepting them it would be greatly appreciated.”
“I uhh…”
“Please. I don’t think I can handle two nos in less than ten minutes. Even if you throw them away after I’m gone, please just take them. I’ll never know and I’ll consider it a win.”
I softened my position.
“Sure, thank you.”
I brought them to my nose and smiled into the bouquet, enjoying their fragrance. They smelled sweet like honey. Perfect Pick was known for their rare and exquisite flowers.
“No, thank you. Enjoy the rest of your evening.” He walked away and I lowered the flowers back to the table after smelling them again.
The server returned with my card and I signed the receipt, placed two twenties inside the leather receipt book, and slid it to the center of the table. Trini came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, eyes narrowed on the flowers.
“Damn it’s like that?”
“Like what?”
I stood, lifting my purse then the flowers. She pointed to them. “Like that. Your man tracked you down and delivered flowers?”
“Nope. Some guy proposed to his girlfriend. She said no and I got the flowers as a consolation prize. He said he spent a lot of money on them and didn’t want to throw them away.”
She pointed to the stems which were wrapped in gold silk and housed a black wax circle with PP embossed in it. “Perfect Pick. He spent a grip on those. I wouldn’t have thrown them away either.”
“Then here, you keep them.”
I shoved the bouquet at Trini who took it from my hand. “Awww you shouldn’t have.” She turned her head to the side, mocking a blush.” “You sure you don’t want them?”
“Nope, the only man I want giving me flowers is my husband.”
“Then why did you take them?”
“She said no and he looked so pitiful. I was going to toss them after he was gone or gift them to someone else. But they’re not mine so I wasn’t going to keep them.”
