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“But these are for you.” He headed toward her, placing them on the desk. “Careful. They’re heavy.”

Her eyes scanned the roses and tiny white flowers as she stood there in a stupor. She didn’t see a card, but she hadn’t realized that in time. The deliveryman was already gone.

Sitting down slowly, she stared at the magnificent, beautiful display of roses. This…this had to cost a pretty penny and she couldn’t even fathom who’d sent them to her. Surely it could not be…

She was still staring at the roses when she heard Anita's gasp from her open office door. “Holy crap, that’s a lot of roses,” she said, hurrying closer to the desk to inspect them.

"How are you always around when things like this happen?" Vanessa grumbled.

Anita ignored her comment. She was still inspecting the flowers. Her wide eyes met Vanessa's. “Does this have anything to do with who’s on his way up the elevator?”

Vanessa stiffened, half afraid. “Who’s coming up the elevator?”

“One incredibly sexy Detective Alaric Harp