Florecita Stories

the story of an awkwardly,weird and not so social girl meets a boy rich, popular and spoilt but is actually a sweetheart.

"Mi florecita." He whispered in my ear I shivered and he smirked at the affect he was giving me "Flowers come in different colours, shapes and sizes. It's hard to find the perfect flower sometimes. You are the perfect flower." He smiles "You are my perfect florecita, love." He says as he caresses my cheek. I lean into his touch, yearning for his love. "I am your florecita."