Iris
After I took a shower and got ready, Jean-Luc and I left the house and entered the car to head to a restaurant.
“You look absolutely beautiful in blue.” His eyes took their time caressing every inch of my body, they were filled with something between lust and admiration. It wasn’t a very special dress, only a well-fitted dark blue number, but his gaze made me feel more beautiful than ever.
“Before we go, I have to do something. I can’t wait.” Faster than I expected, his hand cupped my neck and he took my lips with his in a breath-taking kiss.
He gave me an orange-red tulip, bringing a smile to my face. I haven’t ever received a flower before, at least not from anyone besides my dad. Every time he returned from a battle, he would bring me a flower and a small present.
I took a
