She smothered a yawn, grabbed her keys and slid the purse strap onto her shoulder before letting herself out the side door and locking it behind her. She opened the car door and started to slide in, but a handpicked bouquet of white daisies, yellow buttercups, purple sweet peas and Queen Anne’s lace wrapped in a damp paper towel lay on the seat. A note fluttered down and landed on the floorboard. She reached for it and recognized Ian’s scrawl: Saw these on my way to work and thought of you. When was the last time anyone had given her flowers? The simple gesture warmed her heart. She hadn’t seen Ian since Saturday when he kissed her on the rock and declared his love. Even though she needed a little space to process everything, that didn’t keep her from reliving their kiss. Smiling, she buried her nose in the petals, which caused her to sneeze repeatedly. Okay, so that was a stupid thing to do.
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