RYAN fell into step beside Amelia as she walked toward her office, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. The remnants of confetti still littered the corners of the boutique, a silent witness to the celebration that had just ended.
“So,” Ryan began lightly, adjusting the tablet tucked under his arm, “Monday morning surprise successful?” he was still holding the bouquet firmly.
Amelia laughed, shaking her head.
“Successful is an understatement. You almost gave me a heart attack. I nearly broke my neck on those stilettos.”
He grinned.
“Worth it.”
They walked past the open showroom where sales reps were already returning to their stations, murmurs of excitement still lingering in the air.
“But seriously,” Ryan continued, his tone easing into professionalism, “everyone
