As Laura opened the note attached to the vibrant bouquet of flowers, her eyes skimmed over the message: Just to wish you a beautiful day.
It was signed, Thomas Nelson. A soft smile curved her lips as she murmured to herself, “I didn’t even know his last name was Nelson.” She chuckled lightly at her own ignorance, the thought barely lingering before she set the card down.
What hadn’t crossed her mind, however, was the possibility that this Thomas Nelson could be part of the Nelson family of the Golden Circle.
She reached for her phone and dialed Thomas’s number. The line didn’t even ring twice before his warm voice greeted her.
“Hello, beautiful,” he said, his tone effortlessly charming.
Laura felt a blush creep up her neck. “Hey! I just got the flowers,” she said, her voice light but
