"If he comes to find you again, you might just have to invite him over for lunch or something."

Devon's mood did a one-eighty in the blink of an eye.

Cecilia tried to tease him a bit, "Grandpa, the guy fixed one street light, and suddenly you're ready to adopt him."

"It's not the flashy stuff that gets to me," Grandpa Devon replied, his voice getting softer. "It's how he treats you. Fixing that light, thinking about the safety of the whole street just to walk you home safe. That tells me he cares. And if he didn't care about you, well, he wouldn't have bothered at all. You did give him the green light to woo you. It's not like I'm pushing something you don't want, Cecilia."

Devon's words left Cecilia without a comeback.

Her family's opinion of Owen was pretty much mirrored in her own feelings.

"I usually order takeout for lunch. I'll just add an extra portion for him," she muttered.

"You'll do no such thing. Have him over. Ordering in is impersonal. Plus, the boy's injured; he needs a proper meal to help him heal."

Cecilia couldn't win against Grandpa Devon, so she agreed.

After hanging up, Cecilia first pouted, then couldn't help but giggle to herself.

Grandpa did have a point.

Owen was thoughtful.

He fixed problems when he saw them.

"What's got you secretly smiling over here?"

Lucinda strolled over, a playful twinkle in her eye. "I was just about to hit the grocery store. What are you in the mood for lunch?"

"Oh, Grandpa just called. Wants me back home for lunch."

Cecilia, still smiling, nodded at the flowers in front of her. "After last night's fiasco, Mr. Malicious went ahead and replaced all the street lights on the block. So, Grandpa's invited him over for a home-cooked meal."

Lucinda chuckled, nudging her friend. "Look at you, can't even hide that sweet smile. You're head over heels,

to be happy around him, until I remember his family

They'll come around once they see how amazing you are. Anyone who

aren't we humble?"

My BFF is the best,

Lucy's BFF, after all.

have you considered that maybe Owen staged

suggestion wiped the smile off Cecilia's

at her

hazard, you know, thinking up plots. I've written similar twists

have my

an eyelid, his eyes will give him away. He

was quite

she was

I'm off to

called her husband, and

they left than Owen arrived with a truckload of vases, the delivery crew filling the shop with one beautiful piece after another. Cecilia, baffled, said to Owen, "One would have been enough. What are we going to do with so

I'll bring you fresh flowers daily, and once we've filled all the vases, we

Cecilia was speechless.

Owen's direction, thirty-one vases found their place

The counter got two.

grinned at Cecilia, signaling her to place the bouquet he had brought

She did as instructed.

went out again. This time to buy thirty more bouquets to fill

Cecilia watched, dumbfounded.

of the street,

flowers, adding a touch

snapped photos with her phone, and Owen looked on, delighted,

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