MAX POV
The way Rose kept looking over her shoulder as we walked out of the house, I was almost forced to go back and take Jason along with us but I had to be strong.
Nothing was going to happen to him and I wanted Rose to feel safe.
I opened the car door for her and that was when I remembered the flowers. I had come downstairs to carry them so I'd give her as soon as she came out of her room but Maxine had distracted me.
“Well, these are pretty. " She picked them up and smelt that.
“That's a good thing then. Cause they're for you." I stared at her face to watch her reaction.
She looked at the flowers and then back at me.
“You got me roses? Who told you I like roses?"
Shit, way to break a man's heart. I should have known that my stupid theology wasn't real. Just because she was named Rose doesn't mean she liked roses.
I should have asked Jason.
She burst out laughing and I snapped out of my thoughts to look at her.
“You should have seen your face. I love them, Max. They're beaut
