Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

It was a spectacle to behold. The bouquet was so massive it took several people to carry it through the office doors.

The flower shop owner himself made a special delivery to Josefina's office, tapping on the door with a bright smile. When the door swung open, Josefina was greeted first by the cheery man, and then by the sea of roses that followed, leaving her utterly speechless.

"Miss Josefina," the owner started, "these roses are from Mr. Oliver. Would you kindly sign for them?"

Without another word, Josefina signed for the delivery, and the owner, along with his entourage, made their way out. As they passed the open workspace, Holly was itching to find out who had sent Josefina the roses, but the delivery crew whisked by without so much as a glance her way.

Holly fumed, "Are these people deaf? Can't they hear me?"

Sammuel chimed in, "Actually, I checked. The delivery guys are indeed hearing-impaired."

Holly was so mad. She wanted to throttle Sammuel!

Sammuel quickly added, "Calm down, Holly. After work, how about we hit up The Roost for a bite?"

That suggestion seemed to lift Holly's spirits, and without giving Sammuel another thought, she dove back into her designs.

When Josefina wanted to call Oliver, Brandon suddenly called her. "Josie, dear, hope I'm not interrupting your work."

all, Grandpa Brandon. What can I

acting up again. You know, those quick-relief heart pills you make work wonders. I was hoping to get

available out there just didn't compare to Josefina's so gentle on his

work, I'll come over, check your pulse, and see if we need

great, Josie. I've hired a barbecue chef for tonight. They say his

Now, you get back to work, and I won't

up, Brandon instructed Bennett to make sure everything

that it would make Josefina want to visit more often and, hopefully, spend more time with Oliver. Grandpa Brandon

got through to

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rubbed her forehead, looking at the overwhelming number of roses. "Oliver, why did you send so many roses? My office

you don't like them, I'll ask

at all. Everyone at the

curled into a sly smile. "Let them talk. It's high time they knew you're taken

"No one likes me that

told she was liked before. How could anyone here have

were simply too intimidated to approach her. For instance, her martial arts skills were impressive. Her strikes were forceful, deterring the faint-hearted. And her talent in fashion design

was hard to handle,

set things straight, "Oliver, no more flowers, okay? If you send