Cesidia smiles. “I always knew a guy would have to be pretty damn special if he could fall in love with me, but specifically a demon? No, I can’t say that I did.”

Jonathan chuckles and get dressed. He pecks his cheek and looks at his books. 

Arthur shrugs. “Not really but if I could take a stab at it I might suggest peonies, baby’s breath, and, maybe yellow roses to make a sophisticated and yet wistful look, or if you want to go more traditional maybe red and white roses, and some other accompanying flowers like sea lavender, Bells-of-Ireland, maybe Myrtle. You know, just spitballing.”