the receptionist’s voice came through the phone. “Do you want me to bring it to you?”“Thanks, Dianne. No, I can come and grab it. I need a break anyway.” Getting up from her desk, Tatiana made her way to the front reception area in her company’s front lobby. The deep aroma of flowers hit her at the same moment she saw the look on the receptionist’s face. “What the hell?”“Someone has an admirer.” Dianne tittered behind her large smile, the telephone headset resting on her perfectly coiffed hair.“No way. For me?” she said in disbelief as she arrived at the desk ledge. A gorgeous bouquet of flowers greeted her and she could do nothing but stare.“Oh yes, they’re definitely for you. The delivery man made sure to confirm at least three times that he had the right person and the right office.”“I’ve never gotten…I mean; no one has ever…” Her voice thickened as she tried to force the words out. Who in the world would have sent her flowers on a Thursday?
