Chapter Seventy Two

Marie's eyes ran over the card in her hand one more time. The first time she had read it, it had hit her that if anyone had told her that the grumpy Godzilla she had worked with all these years would one day be sending her a card with poetry he had written himself, she wouldn't have believed.

Her eyes skimmed the short and sweet lines again,

Roses are red, violets are blue.

Give me a chance into your heart, to show you love is true.

Stunning raven hair

Eyes radiant like the sun

Will you be my love?

As if that hadn't been enough, she received the loveliest flower arrangement she had ever received in her life, all these before she had even had the chance to brush her teeth. Excitedly, she had texted him a response,

Stevennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!

She had thought about putting more words but had decided not to. The man had taken his sweet time in asking her out and now it was time he had a taste of his own medicine. She was about to take a picture of her flowers and text to San