Alone Together

She read the tag and grinned, blushing slightly as she shrugged. "They're pink roses, Pete. Do you want them on your desk?"

He looked down at them and shrugged. "I dunno. What do they mean?" She bit her lip and held out her hands for the pot, examining it once he handed it to her.

"Well, when they're just buds they mean beauty and youth, and a heart innocent of love," she said. He grinned and stepped closer to her, looking down at the flowers.

"And once they bloom?"

She looked up at him and smiled. "Perfect happiness."