I received a delivery of flowers with a card attached,
“For the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
It didn’t take long for me to realize that at some point, Will got enough free time to arrange for flowers to come today.
I stared at the pink dyed roses, they weren’t just pink but “Soft pink”. I was smitten, right there in that moment I couldn’t help but blush, this is what had gotten us into this predicament in the first place. It didn’t matter which room I fled to, in hand I was carrying the flowers he sent me. It was so imperative that even when being together it still felt like I was being courted.
We’ve been there many times, they chase you, they get you and then they think they “have” you. I’m a kept woman, and not because someone’s choosing to keep me.
I honored actions over words, gestures over thoughts and of course when being spoiled is involved I can’t help but feel greatly considered. There was no doubt that my smile was so heavy it became infectious. Even Geoffrey was practically skipping around the house.
Excitement rolled through my body for an event tonight, talks of champagne, picture taking, and a great show.