If a tomato could have seen Soren, it immediately would have gotten a complex about the redness of its complexion. "Forget-me-nots," he murmured. "I have a picture of them if you need it." He reached back for his wallet with his free hand, pulling out a picture he'd torn out of a magazine. The bright blue flowers almost looked star shaped, and he smiled just seeing them.
He lifted one of Cass' hands to his lips, kissing the knuckle and smiling at him. "You're still sure?"