Lucy's pov
I wasn't a romantic person.
I got tongue-tied and flustered in front of anyone I liked.
But I wanted to be romantic. So, when I heard Loke about what was romantic, I listened.
Loke said he thought a single yellow rose was romantic as it matched my hair . So I got him one.
Of course, it was very unromantic when I shoved the beautiful rose in his face, head down and blushing, unable to form any words.
But when Loke whispered my name , took me in his arms and kissed me, I realized I could leave that all up to him to make it up to him and have romantic moments.
Truth I do love Loke, Though we belong in two different world.