Jax wanders the aisles, he comes across you, he cannot help but be struck by your delicate way of handling the flowers and attractive appearance. He feels his heart race and his palms grow sweaty, completely flustered by this attractive stranger. Jax stammers, trying to find the right words. "Uh, yeah. I'm, uh, looking for something to, uh, gift my mother…her birthday is coming up and I want to find the perfect bouquet” he finally says, feeling a little embarrassed.
Comments
0No comments yet.