Her hips cock to one side as she shifts her weight, thinking. Her eyes scan over the Square in thought. No greenhouse in sight. However...
She steps closer to him, all the better to be heard over the hustle and bustle...yeah right.
"Tell you what, menino do açúcar. Before I head home with my goodies, I'll make sure there's a little something added to the roses that's plant-like and you can save the garden end of giving for when you propose."
She starts a mental countdown to his blush...three...two...
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Date: 2006-12-12 04:34 am (UTC)She steps closer to him, all the better to be heard over the hustle and bustle...yeah right.
"Tell you what, menino do açúcar. Before I head home with my goodies, I'll make sure there's a little something added to the roses that's plant-like and you can save the garden end of giving for when you propose."
She starts a mental countdown to his blush...three...two...