Serena's POV
Once we got to my office, I put the peonies in a vase and added some water. I had planned to buy flowers for it anyway.
"I don't appreciate that you did that, and you didn't at least talk to me first," I said to him as I crossed my arms against my chest.
"I know you wouldn't have agreed."
"It would have been my decision. Outside of the bedroom, you can't tell me what to do."
I was very vocal with him once I realized I had no reason to be scared of him. He was just a man. Albeit an intimidating one who carried a gun and was hot as hell.
"I know I can't tell you what to do because you won't listen."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"You're stubborn as hell, and it's part of the reason I like you so much."
"I am not stubborn, Nero. Stop calli
