She was really curious about who was putting flowers outside the door of her house. She would install CCTV so she could find out. It was sweet, yet it was creepy. Maybe whoever puts it, 'then someone would do something bad to her.
Kirsty entered the house and put the tulip in the vase. She put the small note in a glass jar. There she put all the notes that came with the flower.
Then she went to her room. When she opened the window, Dylan was already there on the terrace. He was reading a book again.
She was stunned when the man suddenly looked at her, and their eyes met. His blue-grey eyes really were tantalizing. Add to that his pointed nose, his slightly bushy eyebrows and his thin, red lips. And his faded style haircut suited him very well.
"Stop staring at me, Kirsty. That might melt me," Dylan told her.
Her lips parted in shock. Did he call her by her name? Shucks! Her heart seemed to jump.