Burning Flowers (Chapter Three, page 2 of 8)


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"So, are you ready to go out with me yet?" Joe asked, leaning across the counter with his chin resting in his hand. "Because if you are, we don't even have to go anywhere. You can walk over and have lunch here with me. I can make you a really good cappuccino maybe, or an iced coffee of some kind, and we can just talk." It was hard to take him seriously with the big goofy smile on his face and his pushiness to change her tastes. Clarke had to fight down a smile as not to encourage him any further.

She just shook her head and moved down to the side of the counter where her hot coffee would be sitting once it was made. She kept her head down and ignored any looks Joe or the others gave her. She was in the zone already, worrying over what she might find when she got to the flower shop. They had just done a reset over the weekend to get ready for prom season as well as Easter. It was one of the busiest times of year for the shop. And everything had to be perfect.

She heard the cup hit the granite counter top and looked up to see a tall white cup with her name written on it in black sharpie. "Thank you," she directed at the young woman that made her coffee before she turned on her heel and walked towards the exit.

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