You’re not going to ask why?
Do you want me to ask why?
Yes, but I’m going to tell you when I see you
Not at all cryptic, Froggie
Text me the address
I fireoff the address and grab my keys to head out. We’ve done big weddings in the past, but an event this size? It might be our biggest yet.
This could lead to a lot of great things for the shop. My mind is spinning with all the different arrangements I could do, but I keep coming back to my original idea.
Bright blooms to decorate each table to celebrate winning the Cup. Each one will be a masterpiece in floral form.
When I pull into the parking lot of an old warehouse outside the city, Declan is already waiting for me.
“Why are we here?”
Declan looks casual as ever in a black T-shirt, stretching across his broad chest, sunglasses covering his eyes, and a pair of running shorts and sneakers.
“Bexley Hart called.”
“She did?”
“Yes. Enchanted Petals is doing the flowers for the ring ceremony.” I squeal in excitement. “Do you know what this means for us?”
“Alice. This is amazing. I’m so proud of you.” Declan pulls me in for a bear hug, squeezing me tight. “I can’t believe you get to do this.”
“All because of you.”
He shakes his head. “I’m sure she looked at your social media to see what all you do. It’s all you, Froggie.”
Linking my arm with his, I drag him inside. “Come on. We have some flowers to order.”
The fragrant aroma of flowers greets us as we walk inside.It’s cold in here, keeping everything fresh. Wren, my friend who works here, is waiting at the front desk.
“Alice. It’s nice to see you,” she greets me. “What are you looking for today?”
“Well, we’ve got a big event coming up in two weeks and I’m going to need everything you’ve got.”
“Hit me. What are you doing?”
I cue up the tablet and show her the specs for the job. Telling her my idea, she nods along.
“Yes. This is brilliant. These are going to look amazing in this space. I can see them now.”
Having her confirm everything I just told her has my pride swelling. My parents might not consider this a job, but I’m good at it.
No, great even.
“See what we have that you might want and I’ll start work on orders.”
“Thanks, Wren.”
I wave at her as I pull Declan through aisles of flowers.
“So this is where you come to get flowers?” Declan asks, looking around.
