I was stretched out on the couch, watching an episode of Tyler Perry's Beauty in Black when Zephyr walked in, carrying a larger-than-life bouquet of white roses in one hand and a large box of chocolates in the other.
Benedict quietly hung Zephyr's suit on the rack before leaving the room.
I stood, eyeing the bouquet curiously, my heart flipping.
Had Zephyr Wrath really bought these for me?
"Hi," I whispered, rising to my feet.
He smiled. "Hi."
Was that… nervousness on his face?
He extended the bouquet toward me, and I walked forward reluctantly, accepting it.
"I, uh… thought you might like flowers, so I got you these," he said.
I stopped looking at him, my attention entirely on the sweet-smelling white roses. No one had ever given me flowers before, especially not in this quanti
