"The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough." -George Moore

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NICCOLE'S POV

Finally, I arrive back home. I stretch my hand to the backseat and take the flowers I'd so carelessly thrown there in the morning, before coming down and entering my house.

I head straight to my room, and flop on the bed, heels and all. I arrange the pillows in a way that makes me slightly upright on the bed, and I'm not completely lying down.

Taking my time, I admire the beautiful roses, scenting them. And they smell like, well... roses. They smell so beautifully. Searching the flower carefully, I find a card hidden within it's depths. Opening it, I read it out loud

The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. George Moore once said that, and with you, I find that his words are true. I hope you love the flowers. Enjoy your day.

Awwnnn. I'm so touched. Who knew Quill had a romantic side to him?

I stretch to get my laptop from my bedside table and put it on. I want to text him and thank him for the flowers.

[Hi, Quillon.] I type and wait. A few minutes later, he texts me back

[Hi Niccole. Morning.]

[I saw the flowers, and um, the note. It was really thoughtful. Thanks, the flowers are beautiful] I text.

[Glad you like them. Where are you??]

[Home. You?]

[Work. I have a business meeting in about ten minutes time] he texts back

[Oh okay. I see you're busy then. Don't want to take much of your time] I chew on my fingers.

[ Niccole, no time we spend together, is ever too much. If at all anything, it's too little. I could always delay the meeting...] He suggests

[So about that other day... The condoms... I feel as if I botched things up. And I felt as if things between us became slightly, or a little bit weird, I mean we haven't seen since that day, so I can't tell...] I don't even know what made me type that. But it's been bothering my head since. I just have to know...

[Trust me Niccole, that's all in your head. Nothing's changed between us. You still manage to amaze, confuse and fascinate me, all at the same time. You were not wrong to stop our going further, it was the right thing to do. I should be the one apologizing for forgetting to bring those, when I'm used to planning and mapping out everything]

[There was no way you could have planned that. It was a bit unexpected] I reply, smiling, glad that we're cool. It was like a weight had been lifted off my chest.

[True. Wouldn't stop me from having a condom though, for the next unexpected one]

[So you're going to be with a condom anytime we see? Wow. I'll be sure to bear that in mind as from now on] I tease

[Yes I will. Do bear that in mind. So what are your plans for today?] He asks

[Nothing much. I'm not turning up for work today, neither am I going for any training sessions. Today was my first school day with Bonnie, by the way.]

[How'd it go?] He inquires

[It uh, went fine, I suppose. Well, mostly. I got castigated by some women though, who thought Bonnie should have had a better Mom]

[Well are you expecting some form of consolation from me? Because I won't be giving you one. Deep down Niccole, you don't even believe those words. You're a sensible woman. You know trash when you hear it. And those words are just that. Trash. They were said to hurt you. I hope it's didn't work?Don't even think about them any further. You're not supposed to think about garbage for too long] I can literally feel his fury, through his text, and I'm at least glad that someone has my back.

[Thanks. I needed that.] I type back, before yawning. I'm already feeling sleepy, but I'm reluctant to end our conversation

[You're welcome. What time are you picking up Bonnie from school?]

[4pm. I enrolled her for the extra watch hours. It's like a daycare, till 4pm. Because of the nature of my job. I may not always be free to pick her by 12pm, when they're actually supposed to close. So they began the extra hours program, for working parents like me.]

[Alright. If you want though, I can have a ready driver at your disposal, maybe Dillon. Who could help you drop Bonnie at school every morning, and pick her up at closing. That 12pm. Then Layla can come stay with her at your house, till whenever you get back]

[Then I'd be robbing you of a really good housekeeper, and a really good bodyguard, who you're about to turn into a driver on my account. Please don't. You've done so much for me already, that I'm so grateful for] I type back smiling.

[Alright. The offer still stands though. If you ever need it]

[Will keep that in mind]

[When are you supposed to see Alex?]

[Who's Alex?] I ask

[The burial arrangements guy...]

[Oh. I'd forgotten...] I trail off, my heart sinking

As if he senses it, he asks [Are you okay?]

[Yes I'm fine, thanks. Just needed a minute. He scheduled a meeting with me for wenesday. That's three days time. He's going to come over, to my house.] I summon up, to type back. That's also the day of the PTA meeting. My subconscious reminds me.

[Alright] he replies.

[Enjoy your meeting. Don't want to delay you any longer. I'm feeling sleepy, myself. And for what it's worth, about that letter, I feel the same way too. George Moore must be a really honest man, because there are two people who can testify to the truth of his words already.] I can't help but text him back, needing him to know I feel the same way towards him.

[Feels good to know. I'm glad you told me that. See you later then. Enjoy your beauty sleep]

And with that last message he texts me, I switch off my laptop and settle in bed. The smile evident on my features, as I sleep.

♣AUTHOR'S NOTE♣

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