(continued from November 23)
Jill couldn’t help grinning. He would love this gift. What
man wouldn’t?
Even the gift wrap looked manly, a deep blue glossy paper
with silvery sparkles in small swirls. She shook it, and the package gave a
satisfying jangling protest. Oh, yes, he would love it.
She chuckled. Not too personal, not too impersonal. Just
enough to let him know she was a little interested. Not totally into him; no.
But she could be with a little encouragement. Would this do the ticket?
She just knew he liked her. A guy wouldn’t invite a woman he didn’t like to an expensive French
restaurant, would he, Lord?
~~~~~
Jon pulled up outside the flower shop. Roses, red ones.
Women went crazy over flowers, and red roses topped their list of most
romantic.
He’d give them to her tonight, pretend to be a little
awkward and shy. They went for shy guys, too.
Women were such fools. They deserved what they got.
No comments:
Post a Comment