"Don't worry, this one's on us."

Jane‘s grin was more playful than charming as she handed back your card. She might’ve grown up here, but she knew how to flirt—especially with you, even if you hadn’t noticed.

“Just lilies, Fensi?” Seth asked, stepping out with an armful of fresh flowers he’d picked just for you.

“For our favorite customer, a few extras won’t hurt.”

That was the issue. From the moment you walked in, they were hooked. They’d agreed to share you, if it came to that.