Chapter 1 - 2020 Top Ten Gay Romance

Monroe in particular. But no, I wasn’t thinking that about one of the grooms who’d come in for a consultation. I refused.

“Well come on back and we can talk about what you want for your wedding.” I led the way, and both men followed dutifully. I gestured to the chairs near one of the worktables, and Monroe waited until Lincoln sat before sitting himself. I pulled over my rolling stool and sat as well, then grabbed the printouts I’d set there earlier.

“So the date is coming up quickly, but I don’t have any issues filling an order for you,” I began. “But I have to warn you that it might limit what you can choose. And not just from me, if you decide to go elsewhere. Some flowers can’t be instant-ordered, since they need to be shipped from hothouses farther away. With only four weeks to the big day, that’s limiting, but not overly so.”

Monroe nodded, and Lincoln blurted out, “No baby’s breath.”

I startled at the random exclamation, but nodded and marked it down. “Not a problem, not everyone likes—”

“Wilson’s allergic.” Again Lincoln.

“Linc, take a breath. It’s all fine,” Monroe said soothingly.

Lincoln nodded, sucked in a fast but deep breath, then let it out slowly. Monroe waited for him to do it again, then patted him on the shoulder.

“Sorry,” Lincoln murmured, his cheeks bright red. “I’m nervous. New people…I just…it’s hard…”

ed him. Relief coursed through him, making his shoulders sag, and until th

-armed hug, then turned his attention to me. “Our brother, Wilson, is allergic to flowers, and baby’s breath is one that sets him off.

ion and I had to fight to keep suspicion of

nudged Lincoln with his elbow. “I t

nny” then took a deep breath and met my gaze. “Yes. My fiancé,

was glad he had support with him, even though I wasn’t scary in the least. But something abou

laugh. “We have one mor

aking Lincoln jump. “Sorry, sweetie. I just…

at me. “I like you. No one ever figu

with a smile. “Parent

ed him somewhat. I was glad to see it and decided it would be

nt. There are a few flowers that are known to basically be po

ll bad?” Monroe w

t I meant, flipping pages, then turning around the book, pointing them out, then turned the page again and gestured to the callas. “But calla lilies have no

th only a best man and matron of honor, and four groomsmen. Two mothers, one father. A few arrangements to

and the amaryllis was decent in bulk, especially for the amount I would need. But the calla lilies made the price jump to