Six Flavours of Sin by Poppet Page A

a line and I wasn't that hard up that I needed to stay with a guy who not only made me feel like a cheap harlot, then stuffs around with other women behind my back. I could not have tried any harder to please him. And my best obviously wasn't enough. I wasn't going to waste another day of my glorious life following the leader of the pack down the dry dusty road to hell.
    Right, so I've been flirting up a storm the last two weeks. I'm hurt. I'm seriously not ready for a new Mr Right, but , flirting makes you feel so delicious. It validates that you're not half bad. So on Thursday morning, when flowers arrive at work for me without a card, I have no idea who they're from. Seriously.
    All of the girls at work, ‘Ooh’ and ‘Aaah’. "Who are those from?"
    I stare at the two dozen red roses making my desk look like a telephone table and shrug. "I have no idea!"
    This day goes down in office history. I pick them up, move my trash can, and dump the whole lot into the bin underneath my desk.
    In unison the ladies all exhale, " Gaaaaasp"
    "You can't do that!"
    I smile at Frank, "Oh, yes I can!"
    His girlfriend also works with me, and from across the office I hear Julie, "If you don't want them, I'll take them."
    I look at Frank for confirmation that this is in order. He nods and smiles, retorting back across the office, "Don't say I never buy you flowers. I just organised for you!"
    Julie literally skips to my desk, as I remove the flowers from my trash can and hand them to her. She even kisses me, "Thanks."
    She flounces to Frank and kisses him, "Hmmm, you are the best. I expect this every week from now on."
    The office is smiling when my phone rings. It's the internal ring.
    "Hello?"
    "Stefanie, please come to reception."
    I'm suspicious, "Why?"
    "You have more flowers."
    I roll my eyes, "Coming."
    I stalk off to reception and pick up pink Amaranths. No card. Just flippin great. Now I'm psychic too, have you noticed? I doubt the same guy sent both bouquets. Men! (To quote Mishi.)
    I walk back to our open plan office and announce from the doorway, "Who would like these?"
    Five chorus ‘Me!’ I place them down on the sign in table, "First one here gets them then."
    The entire office is laughing as the girls bolt for the flowers like a bunch of singles catching the bridal bouquet. Selene gets there first. I giggle as I walk back to my desk. She follows me and asks the question on everyone's mind, "Who are they from?"
    "God only knows! There's no card!"
    (I wonder if tarot cards work? A tall dark stranger will send you flowers ...)
    My boss raises her eyebrows. I suppose it doesn't look that good to get flowers and not know who they're from. Whatever.
    My phone rings and I lunge, "Stefanie speaking, how may I help you?"
    “Hello, gorgeous."
    Um ... “Hello."
    I have no idea who I'm speaking to.
    "Did you get my flowers?"
    Um ... crikey. I have no idea what to say here. I wing it. "Yes, they just arrived." So I dig, "Why didn't you send a card with it?"
    "I did."
    Oh crap.
    "Oh!" (Trying to sound surprised and flirty.) "I guess it fell off somewhere."
    He laughs. Oooh he does sound nice. I wonder who he is?
    "So when do I get to see you again?"
    Fucked if I know sunshine, I have no idea who you are. "I'll be at the Stagger Inn tonight."
    Another deep, throaty laugh. Lordy, he sounds delicious. How drunk was I that I don't remember this guy?
    "See you there."
    I giggle waaay nervously . "Can't wait!"
    I feel shaky as I hang up. I think I'm in over my head here.
    Riiiing ...
    "Hello?"
    "Aren't you the popular one? More flowers!"
    I feel stunned and almost panicked by this freaky turn of events, "Be right there.
    Two minutes later I walk back in with a yellow and white bouquet of flowers. The card is from some guy named Jason. I guess he was the one that phoned. At least tonight I'll know his name. I get clever and give them to my boss, "For you."
    She smiles, "Why don't you want them?"
    The whole office is in pause mode, especially