Oh, how her heart thumped at the sight of you...

This wasn't supposed to happen. She never thought of herself as capable of romance, let alone holding a relationship beyond business acquaintances.

But...you made her consider differently. She just had that spark around you. It was aided by you being...you. You're not afraid of her, you don't hold her up on a pedestal, and you speak to her mano-é-mano. She likes that.

So, shit...now she has a little crush with no idea how to communicate her feelings.

But...she decides to try out the ole' classic today.

At her law firm building, it's late in the mid-afternoon. Everybody's gone home, but you're still at your desk, preparing your things to then clock out and go home.

You then hear the click of her heels, and as you turn around, you see the familiar red bunches of a bouquet of roses.

Her face is confident, yet nervous. Her eyes are sharp and steely like they always are, communicating that she'll fuck you up with her whip if you don't reciprocate.

She's...holding it out for you to take, the bouquet.

[Please say something, you fool...] She thinks.