Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

"Ms. Kay, please sign for your flowers," the delivery guy said, extending a bouquet toward me.

White wild roses!

These were my favorite. Only someone who really knew me would get that.

My first thought was Jace.

He sends me white wild roses on my birthday every year. And for other occasions, just plain white roses.

But today wasn't my birthday. Why was he sending me flowers out of the blue?

Still a bit stunned, I took the flowers from the delivery guy, who looked like he was ready to move on to his next ston "Who sent them? Your boyfriend?" Ron popped up behind me, as usual, always in the right place at the wrong time.

I was about to deny it when a small card slipped out from between the flowers.

Ron, ever the helpful one, bent down, scooped it up, and handed it to me. There were just two lines written on it: Hope you have a great day. From B.

A shiver ran down my spine as Brad's annoying smirk popped into my head.

I never would've guessed it was him!

But how did he know I like white wild roses?

Then it hit me. Tanya. She must've told him.

So, Tanya's so worried I might go after Jace that she set Brad on me instead? Does she not realize how much worse that'd be if I actually went for it? "Who

but he was definitely way

mischievous, I smirked. "Oh, just some young

Ron blinked, totally thrown

look, I breezed back into the

Kay, are those from your boyfriend? He's got good

you're something

were piling on the comments. I just smiled and shrugged. "If I were basic, would I be working with all

response flattered them just enough to quiet things down, and they all went back to their desks,

my office, I tossed the bouquet onto the couch and picked

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Brad had

he really want me to call and

What a shameless guy.

like he's practically begging for

a scolding, he was not getting it from

trash, turned on my computer,

It was Hayden: [Busy?]

As concise as ever.

leaned back in my chair and typed back: [Not

[What are you doing

Me: [Texting you.]

Hayden: [...]

there something you