I had to fight the urge to let my own mouth drop open, as I looked at CJ. The man looked like a f*****g God.
sweet Mary and Joseph…
He was wearing brown pants, a black sweater with a white shirt that came peeking from underneath. I smiled wide, while inside, I was cursing through my teeth, as I took in his perfection.
Asshole!
“Hey.” He smiled wide at me, as he seemed to have regained consciousness again.
“I brought you these.” He spoke, as he handed me over some flowers. I looked down at the yellow daffodils, looking back up at CJ in wonder.
Did they run out of roses, or does this man just have a weird taste?
He saw my reaction, and gave me a half smile. Which made him seem all sorts of cute. So cute, I almost lost control over my damned legs.
“Daffodils are a symbol for new begi
