Shane opened the door a little too quickly. Smooth, she thought. Oliver stood before her, impossibly handsome, and it took everything in her not to reach out and touch his cheek, his too-perfect hair. She smiled. "Hello, Oliver, come in, please." Her voice sounded different to her, oddly formal.
"You look lovely," he said, and her heart soared, her cheeks flushing. Flustered, she looked down so he couldn't see the blush creeping across her cheeks.
"Thank you, Oliver." She said quietly, hardly believing that she felt even more nervous than she had on first date back in junior high.
She suddenly noticed the beautiful bouquet of flowers he was carrying.
He stumbled with is words "Uh…these are for you", and he held them out to her.
She accepted the flowers, looked at the stars, feeling suddenly touched, and looked up at him. "You've been to see Ellie and Bobby! How are they?"
"Yes, I did see them. They are well…happy. Ellie put some extra care into these flowers. She added the ribbon and some extra stars once she learned they were for you."
She met his eyes. The fact that he'd told Ellie and Bobby that the flowers were for her meant something. And they were yellow roses. Some women preferred long-stem red roses. She preferred yellow. "Yellow roses." She commented through a smile.
"I wanted to remind you of the first rose of summer," he said and nodded.
