Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Henrik chuckled, smoothing down a stray lock of Flora's hair. "Our Flora looks so beautiful, all grown up now." Clutching her small pearl purse, Flora walked out the door, beaming with joy. Connor's car was already waiting.

She opened the rear door and slid inside. Connor's eyes traveled from her slender, fair legs up to her face. He tilted his head slightly, as if admiring her.

Flora flirtatiously flicked her hair and tugged down the collar of her chiffon blouse a bit, revealing the white straps underneath. "Do I look good?" she asked, her voice laced with a seductive charm that was utterly captivating.

Connor's eyes darkened as he raised his hand to the back of Flora's head, applying a bit of pressure to bring her closer. The fresh scent of her makeup filled the small space between them. Flora instinctively closed her eyes, thinking he was about to kiss her.

"Are you cold?" Connor's question broke the moment. He adjusted her collar, securing it snugly.

Flora opened her eyes in surprise, meeting his amused gaze. "..."

Moss and Beck, in the driver and passenger seats, couldn't suppress their snorts of laughter.

"Turn up the heat," Connor instructed.

suppress his laughter as he adjusted the air

and the weather was cooling, and maybe she was dressed a bit lightly,

as she glanced at

you anymore," Flora huffed, turning her

with amusement as he

"Got it."

...

got out first and opened the door

or I won't come

Connor chuckled. "Alright."

lifted her out in a princess carry. Flora wrapped her arms around his neck and, in a bit of

open the door,

Ray said, standing at

third wheel?" Flora teased. Every time she and Connor were alone, Ray would