The weekly was rolled up and she held it with both hands behind her back, her gaze moving between him and the flowers. “Such as what occasion?” Alex asked with curiosity, mind wondering as to why it must be a thing. It could be fun to try one day.

The blush returned at his statement and she followed his gaze to the orchards. Alex wasn’t sure she wanted to know, despite the part of her brain that was telling her to question the man on what he meant. “Such as?” she finally replied, eyes scanning to make sure no one would over hear. If Father knew she was investigating that… well she would get into trouble. Again.