"Hector"

At the usual time, I was outside the store waiting for Samantha to come out so we could go get coffee. She looked stunning in lilac tailored pants, a white silk blouse, and heels. She'd tied her hair in a low bun, letting two strands fall around her face.

"Hey, Hector! Acting smart again? Did your mother stop praying for you?" Samantha asked as soon as she left the store.

"What are you talking about, my goddess?" I knew very well it was about the collective flower attack, but I thought