Sunshine

17- Flowers

Devin's POV

I lightly brush my finger tip along the delicate petal. I don't have a favorite flower, but if I did it would be a ipomoea morning glory. Though they come in multiple colors the violet ones are far superb.

They mean life, love, and death; symbolizing strength and love or mortality. Though I know these flowers won't last long. They bloom each morning then die each evening.

The vibrant violet of the funnel shaped petal contrast against the green stems. I pay the florist for the bouquet of morning glories and some seeds before walking out the flower shop. It may be a waste of money and a bad gift since they'll die this afternoon, but I still find joy in the short-living flowers.

I walk down the sidewalk handing people a single flower making sure to save one.

Marco's doing paperwork with readings glasses when I walk into his office; the window behind him gives you a clear view of the backyard especially an empty space along the gate.

I walk behind him my hands rest on his shoulders trailing down to his chest before wrapping my arms around his neck hugging him with the flower in hand.

"For me?" He leans his head back onto my shoulder taking the flower from my hand. I nod kissing his cheek.

"I need to find a glass to put it in." He twirls the flower between his thumb and index finger.

"Don't bother. It's most likely to be dead by the end of this afternoon." I move from behind him to lean against his desk facing him.

"A dying flower so sweet of you Rose."

I laugh softly hitting the back of his head "I just really like the flower." I said glancing at the backyard "Can I plant these seeds back there." I point the empty space along the gate.

He looks to where my eyes were looking "Go ahead, just never pegged you as the green thumb type." He grabs my hand rubbing his thumb along my knuckles.

"I'm not, but there's a first time for everything." I shrug

"The tools are in the shed." He kisses my knuckles before returning back to his work, and I go to the backyard.

I open the shed doors, and I see spider webs and a whole bunch of old stuff. I just knew there were bugs in there.

I shook my head closing the shed doors. I can barely walk in my own garage with running on my tippy toes, so I'm definitely not going in that damn shed.

I walk into the kitchen getting a big spoon spork looking utensil, and head back outside.

Work smarter not harder.

My phone rings in the back of pocket. I look up at Marco's office window to see him looking at me with his phone in his hand.

"Sunshine?" I answer the phone.

"Why do you have a kitchen utensil?"

"Because I'm too scared to go into the shed so I chose the next best thing." I look at him through the window, and are eyes met.

"And that was a kitchen spoon?" I see his figure tilt his head to the side.

"I'm pretty sure I saw a caterpillar in there, but by all means you can go get the tools. I'll wait." I shift my weight.

"Not funny." He grumbles.

I laugh hanging up blowing him a kiss before digging holes in the ground with the spoon, and planting the seeds then watering them.

I wash my hands and pour me a cup of strawberry lemonade, The Sweetest Oblivion, my highlighters, pen, and my earphones.

I go to Marco's office laying on the couch to read and listen to music while he works, and honestly there is nothing better than reading while listening to music; especially if the music corresponds with the book scene.