“Darren.” I stood up and offered him a curt nod. “Please tell me those aren’t for me.” He glanced down at the flowers in his hand and choked out a laugh as tears trickled down his cheeks. “I didn’t want to show up empty-handed.” “I wish you had,” I drawled sarcastically. “You’re going to ruin my street cred in here.” “Nah.” He chuckled, closing the space between us. “You’re too notorious.”
