Chapter 32

The following afternoon, Kelly received two dozen deep-red roses that were so incredibly beautiful they took her breath away. The card read: Like your lips—lush and full and sensual. Have a wonderful day, beautiful.

Mrs. Poole and Mabry read the card over her shoulder. Mrs. Poole sighed at the romance of the gesture; Mabry huffed and walked away.

The following day, Kelly came home to find a large bouquet of blush roses laced with baby’s breath. Mrs. Poole and Mabry waited for her in the front hall to read the card. The color of your cheeks when I make you blush only makes me want to do it more.

Mrs. Poole sighed and Mabry harrumphed and walked away again. Kelly blushed.

The next day, she couldn’t help but hurry home from the clinic to see if more flowers had arrived. She wasn’t disappointed. A dozen bright orange gerbera daisies sat in the front hall.

“Oh! I love gerbera daisies,” she exclaimed. “They always make me smile.”

“What did he do wrong?” Mabry asked.

Kelly ignored her as she opened the card and laughed at the message: This is what your smile does for me. It feels like sunshine and happiness and having a home after a long time without one.

The next day she came home to a stunning orchid with the most unique white and purple blooms on a tall stem. It wasn’t like any orchid she had seen before and the card read: A bloom that is rare and stunning with taunting curves that demand to be explored, just like you.

Kelly was sure she might have heard Mabry sigh. She definitely heard one from Mrs. Poole.

Friday was a vase of blue and yellow irises with a card that read: I tried to find a flower that was as beautiful as the stunning blue of your eyes, but there wasn’t anything that came close. You’re one of a kind.

Mrs. Poole had to dry a tear, and Kelly was sure this time she heard a small sigh escape from Aunt Mabry’s lips before she pressed them tightly closed and walked away.

Later that day, cream-colored roses arrived with a note that read: Dinner tonight? I’ll pick you up at six o’clock.

Jack knew the sentiments and notes were cheesy, each and every one of them, but he also knew Kelly would eat it up, and he smiled when he imagined her reaction to them.

And every night when he came home, she blushed and thanked him before he pulled her to him for a kiss.

Making Kelly blush was one of his favorite things, and he fully planned to make her blush in their bed soon, too.