“I needed to spend some time with you first. See if this is something I can do.” “What? Prep flowers?” As soon as the words leave my mouth, I realize that’s not what he meant at all. I squeeze my eyes shut in embarrassment. “Yes,” he says, completely deadpan. “I needed to see if doing floral arrangements might be my true calling before pursuing a law career.” “Ignore me, that was stupid.” His eyes meet mine. “I don’t think I could ever ignore you, Macy. That’s part of the problem.”
