Daisies bundled in blue.
“Torture is to be close and not have you. S.”
Emotions geysered… Fear, yet that jolt yesterday. She had needed a desk between them! Even that had roused memories of his desk at Wyndemere. Oh, to be on her back again with his chiseled body filling her with driving heat…
Crazy or could their love bring enormous joy like before?
“Laura…”
Her passionate greeting dazed him.
“Mmm, lovely flowers.”
“Pardon?!”
“The daisies…
You signed…
S… for Stefan.”
“S for Scott,” whispered the man from the doorway. Watching Laura with Cassadine, he knew he had lost her again.