Budding Attraction

<p><strong>Ford</strong></p><p>I've never thought much about Orson Naples. </p><p>He's a cute guy who I'd seen around town a few times but then one day he up and left and didn't reappear until a few years later. No one knows where he went or what he was doing all this gossipy town knows is that he's a widower owns the florist and is friends with that divorced group that hang out at the Killer Brew all the time. </p><p>But then one day I step into his flower shop and go from rarely thinking about him to him constantly being on my mind. </p><p>There's a restlessness to him that I'm dying to unlock answers to. </p><p>And his eyes linger on me a little too long for a straight man ...</p><p><strong>Orson</strong></p><p>Ford Thomas is a pest. A delightful one. A tempting one. But I'm too old for games. </p><p>The ones I've played in the past have always led me to trouble which is why I vowed to settle down and live a quiet life. </p><p>So when Ford walks into my shop all uncontained energy and flirty quips in a pair of heavy work boots I know I should show him the door. </p><p>I don't need fun. I don't need experiences.</p><p>Especially when those experiences have me questioning things I thought I knew about myself.</p>