Emerson Smiled as he packed up a few orders. One was a bouquet that was a gift for someone's partner. He carefully added the last few flowers before adding the note and ribbons. It always warmed his heart to see such gifts given. Even if it didn't show, Emerson was a sucker for romance and silly clichés. As he looked over the flowers for any final touch ups the door opened. Looking up he saw Ransom. Odd. He didn't usually stop by which surprised Emerson. Until he noticed the look on the man's face and took his body language. "Here to satisfy yourself?" A little chuckle escaped him. "Lock the door and flip the closed sign. We'll head up to my place." Carefully setting the flowers in the box, he smiled at them once more as the card was slid into the holder. He took off his work apron and set it aside moving to the door that held the stairs leading to his place. "Figured this time it would be better in a more comfortable setting. Who knows, maybe you'll even like the shower to cool you down."
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