The Perfect Bouquet

Chapter 6

The next afternoon, Liam walked into the shop with a determined gleam in his eye. He greeted Aster with a warm smile, his curiosity piqued by the vibrant array of flowers that surrounded him.

"Good afternoon, Aster," Liam said, his gaze sweeping over the shop. "I've been thinking about what you said last time about learning to create a bouquet."

Aster's heart skipped a beat with excitement. "I'd love to teach you. It's a wonderful way to express emotions through flowers."

Liam nodded eagerly. "I thought it might be a good idea. Plus, I've been wanting to spend more time with you."

Aster blushed at his words, her hands moving deftly as she gathered a selection of flowers. "Let's start with something simple," she suggested, handing him a pair of gardening shears. "Cut the stems at an angle like this."

As Liam followed her instructions, Aster explained the significance of each flower they selected. She shared stories about their meanings and the emotions they represented, and Liam listened attentively, his admiration for Aster growing with each passing moment.

"You're a natural at this," Aster praised him as they arranged the flowers together. "It's all about patience and understanding the personality of each bloom."

Liam smiled, his fingers gently adjusting a tulip. "I never realized how much thought goes into creating a bouquet. It's like painting with flowers."

Aster nodded in agreement, her eyes sparkling with pride. "Exactly. Each bouquet tells a story, and it's up to us to make it beautiful."

As they worked side by side, Liam couldn't help but notice the joy that radiated from Aster whenever she talked about flowers. He admired her dedication to the shop, her love for her grandmother's legacy, and the way she made everyone feel welcome.

"You know so much about flowers," Liam remarked, his gaze softening as he looked at her. "It's clear this place means a lot to you."

Aster nodded, a fond smile tugging at her lips. 

Liam hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "I feel like there's so much I don't know about you, Aster. What else do you love?"

Aster thought for a moment, her fingers gently arranging a cluster of daisies. "I love reading poetry, especially ones about nature and love. They inspire me to see beauty in every moment."

Liam nodded thoughtfully, taking a note of her words. "And what about you, Liam?" Aster asked gently, turning the conversation back to him. "What do you love?"

Liam paused, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "I love art," he admitted, his eyes lighting up with passion. "As I work as a graphic designer, I find inspiration in colors, shapes, and the world around me. It's my way of expressing creativity."

Aster smiled, genuinely interested. 

Liam realized how comfortable he felt around Aster. She was more than just a florist; she was a kindred spirit who understood his love for creativity and expression.

"I'm glad we're getting to know each other better, Aster," Liam said softly, his gaze lingering on her. 

Aster's heart skipped a beat at his words, her cheeks tinged with a blush. "I feel the same way, Liam."

As they finished the bouquet, Liam looked at Aster with admiration and affection. He knew that his feelings for her were beyond words.