“What is the meaning of this?” “I am courting you.” “Courting me?” Incredulity winged up her brows, but his knitted together. “Is it not obvious?” Flabbergasted, she stared at him. “This is your idea of courtship? Burying my house—and half the town—in flowers?” Genuine uncertainty flickered in his eyes. “I’ve never had to court a woman before.”
