As James drove to Ralph's place to pick Natasha up, he couldn't help but remember the quick kiss Leslie stole from him, and he smiled.
He was actually very curious to see how far the dynamics of their relationship would change. And he's ready and happy for whatever changes are coming.
"I should stop thinking about Leslie and focus my attention on Natasha tonight, and see where tonight would take us," James smiled.
On the way, James made a quick stop at a nearby flower shop to pick up a bouquet for Natasha.
The moment he stepped inside, the soft, sweet scent of fresh blooms wrapped around him.
A young woman behind the counter looked up, her eyes lighting up immediately as she greeted him warmly.
"Good evening, sir! How can I help you today?"
James offered a polite smile, holding up two fingers casually.
"I need a bouquet of fresh roses."
The young woman beamed, clearly delighted.
"Right away," she said, moving swiftly behind the counter.
