"I'm not... angry." Hands ran through her hair, scratching as she tried to figure out exactly what she did think and feel. "I'm more freaked because I could have hurt you over something I wouldn't have cared about one way or another in the morning."
Leaning forward, she gave him a quick kiss. "I like the flowers. Friends give each other flowers. A ring or lingerie or a candle-lit evening with rose petals in the tub would be a little odd. Flowers are flowers. FYI."
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Date: 2012-08-16 02:17 am (UTC)Leaning forward, she gave him a quick kiss. "I like the flowers. Friends give each other flowers. A ring or lingerie or a candle-lit evening with rose petals in the tub would be a little odd. Flowers are flowers. FYI."