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Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters Chapter 11
I hadn’t been able to figure out my own dilemma by the time I joined Anna that evening, a week after that kiss with Jacob. She had the rare night off, and we went to a fancy new bar only a few blocks from her apartment. During the day it was a coffee house that served deconstructed lattes (because of course it did), but at night it turned into a fancy cocktail restaurant that served things like deconstructed avocado toast. It was just an avocado that you had to peel yourself and a piece of bread on a wooden cutting board that cost $20.I was well into my third cocktail, feeling the delicious buzz of alcohol, when I bemoaned, “I’m a mess, Anna.”“We all are. But don’t blame yourself because Jacob left you high and dry. Well, not really. He left you wet and cockblocked.” She snickered.“I’m never going to get a guy to pop my cherry at this rate.” I stared at my martini, mostly hypnotized by the preserved lemon curl floating in the liquid. I wondered if I could eat it. Pulling it out o
Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters Chapter 12
Normally I enjoyed driving to Vancouver, but today had not been enjoyable. Not only had I gotten stuck in traffic on I-5, which doubled my travel time, but I realized after a half hour that I’d forgotten the box of brochures for Buds and Blossoms that I’d needed to bring.I’d told Judith and Will, our other employee, that I needed everything put together that afternoon, but Will had been out with the flu and Judith had been frazzled and distracted, so all my plans and instructions had gone to hell with alarming speed.By the time I crossed the border and got to the hotel, I was starving, sweaty from stress, and exhausted. I wanted to order room service, take a hot bath, and call it a night so I could function like a human being tomorrow.When I entered the hotel lobby and saw the wide shoulders, the golden hair, the tight ass, I didn’t need to wonder who it was. I wasn’t remotely surprised that Jacob was here. I’d often attended conventions like this with my dad, and the Wests w
Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters Chapter 13
I’d long since realized that plant people were all, collectively, a little strange. At conventions like this one, it was as if their strangeness was amplified tenfold. Suddenly it was perfectly socially acceptable to thrust a sample of soil macrobiotics in someone’s face, or wax poetic on the best kinds of rakes or shovels.I had a small booth where I was selling a variety of flower bulbs that we grew in our greenhouse: tulip, dahlia, and peony bulbs. Although we didn’t have a huge selection, people recognized our store and knew that our bulbs were some of the best in the state. I wondered if I was going to sell out before the convention was even over, which would be great, but also a little awkward since there was still one more day after this one.I was glad of the distraction of people wearing shirts that said things like I’m so excited I wet my plants as they asked me all sorts of questions about our bulbs. It allowed me to forget about that strange conversation with Jacob last n
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After the convention was over for the day, I returned to my room and waited for Jacob. I planned to ask him if he wanted to go to dinner with me again. My heart fluttered, thinking about what could happen after dinner, if I just had the balls to grab the metaphorical bull by the horns.But time kept passing, and Jacob didn’t show. Twisted up inside while so hungry, I was basically hangry at this point. I went downstairs to get some food from the hotel restaurant. I had just sat down at the bar since the restaurant was full and saw Jacob at a booth with some other people. I watched him tip his head back and laugh at something the guy next to him said.Suddenly, my appetite disappeared. “Keep the change,” I said to the bartender, bile rising in my throat. I hurried upstairs before Jacob could spot me.I didn’t understand him one bit. I wasn’t stupid: he’d been flirting with me throughout this trip. He’d kissed me twice already.First comes kissing, then comes oral, then comes fucking
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I fell in love with Jacob a third time when I was seventeen. I also felloutof love with him at seventeen.Yes, this is the prom story.In April of my senior year of high school, Anna came skipping up to me at lunch, her face flushed. She proceeded to tell me that Sam from band had asked her to prom, despite our pact that we wouldn’t attend because prom was dumb.“You know it’s going to be too many people packed into the Country Lodge, with the deer heads on the walls, and everyone’s going to be drunk and sweaty,” I said. “And Sam is probably going to try to grope you in the back of his pickup afterward. Wow, sounds fun.”“Now you’re just being a jerk.” Anna grabbed her lunch and stood up. “And Sam doesn’t drive a pickup. He drives his mom’s minivan.”With that parting shot, Anna left me to sit at lunch alone. She was always my lunch buddy—my only one. If either of us was sick, the days were long and lonely without each other. Guilt sat in my stomach like lead. I was ab
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Kate snapped her fingers in front of my face. “Dani, are you even listening to me?”The answer to that was definitely no, but I lied and said, “Yes.”Kate snorted. “You know those hearts that float above anime characters’ heads when they’re in love? That’s what you looked like. Plus some major heart eyes. I’d throw up but I paid six dollars for this latte and that would be a waste of perfectly good coffee.”After my encounter with Jacob, things had…shifted. Good shifted. Since we’d both come back to Seattle—and he’d given me his phone number after laughing at me for at least five minutes—we’d been texting each other nonstop. The only reason we hadn’t continued our sex escapade was because I’d had to create a bunch of arrangements at the last minute for an elopement, and Jacob had had all kinds of work-related things pop up, although he never alluded to what, exactly, they were.“I wasn’t making heart eyes,” I said, wrinkling my nose. “I was just thinking.”“Thinking about your one
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When I opened the door to my apartment Friday night, I expected Jacob.What I didn’t expect was Jacob wearing a tuxedo and with a corsage in his hand, a boutonniere pinned to his lapel.His expression serious, although I could see a smile at the edges of his mouth, he said, “Are you ready for prom?”I glanced down at my outfit: jean shorts and a V-neck shirt. At least I’d put on some makeup. “I don’t exactly have a prom dress hanging out in my closet,” I said. I’d gotten rid of the one I’d planned to wear the next day after Jacob had stood me up.Jacob stepped into my apartment. “That’s fine. We can have prom here.”He handed me the bouquet—an arrangement of pink roses and sunflowers—and then said, “Put out your hand.”He put the corsage on my wrist. This one also had pink roses. “Did you make this?”“I did. Do you like it?”“I love it.” My heart felt like it was going to spill over. “I can’t believe you did this.”“It’s nine years late, but I thought I’d make it up to you. I
Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters Chapter 18
What was the protocol when a guy slept over? Did you make him breakfast? Or would that be acting like we were in a relationship?It was close to 6:00 AM. I needed to be at Buds and Blossoms by nine, but I was tempted to tell Judith I’d be in later. I was busy staring at the sleeping man in my bed.I’d always thought it was creepy that sparkly vampire Edward would just sit and watch Bella sleep. Probably because he didn’t ask her first, but at the moment, I understood the appeal.In the middle of the night, I’d gotten up to pee and had been surprised to find blood smeared between my thighs. I was sore, but not enough that I would’ve thought I’d bled. It was so primal, the mixture of semen and blood having dried on my thighs, Jacob’s come still dripping from my pussy, that I felt myself growing aroused. Maybe it’d been because I’d felt like Jacob had marked me as his own. I’d almost wanted to wake Jacob up for a second round, but I had a feeling I needed to give my body a little more
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