Lorena
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Marcus was standing next to his SUV holding a bouquet of flowers.
“What do you think that means?” I asked Sasha.
“I think you’re about to get your wish.”
I couldn’t help smiling as I walked over to Marcus.
“Hi, what’s all this?”
“Your mother suggested I bring you flowers,” he said with a straight face.
My heart plummeted. Oh. These were from my mother.
“Oh. They’re beautiful. You didn’t have to bring them. She could have kept them at the house, and I could have seen them there. How did disciplining the men go?” I asked, taking the flowers and bringing them to my nose.
“Fine. Anthony and the boys took care of it for me. The flowers are from me,” he said with a frown.
My mood leaped. “Really?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Thank you, they’re lovely.”
“Are
