“First he said, you wouldn’t want flowers. “It’s Shen’s fault,” he complained, which really didn’t answer her question. This time filled with an array of cookies. He shrugged, walked out, came back with another basket. Getting to her knees, Livy asked, “What are you doing?” With flowers.Ĭonfused and curious, Livy quietly crawled out from under the desk and peeked around the corner of it to see Vic Barinov bringing in another giant flower display as well as a large fruit basket. She sniffed the air, trying to ignore the flowers and center on the person. She tried to ignore the smell but it kept getting more potent as someone moved in and out of her office. It was a small space under there because of the desk drawers, so it gave her the illusion of being in a nice burrow.Īnd that’s where Livy stayed until the smell of roses, lilies, and some other annoying flowers filled her sensitive nostrils. Unable to resolve how her life had come to this, Livy ended up where she felt most comfortable in her office-under her desk.
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