While she lowered her eyes with a soft smile on her face. She looked again and sultan was smiling at her now..”firoz..can you go down to the shop an... bring some sugar..there is none left to make tea..” she was done wiping the floor. Firoz left to bring sugar.Shifa headed towards bedroom, not caring about the main door. Sultan followed her and before she could enter the bedroom, he held her by her waist and pulled towards himself. “What are you doing sultan? please leave me.”He ignored her,. ” “So you can feel love?” Bobo wasn’t sure she was being sarcastic or if she really didn’t know. “For many people in different times. Right now, I love Doc. I’m pretty sure he loves me too.” “Wait! He’s not said it?” Wynonna hadn’t known either if them very well to know how they felt even about a pizza, but to see Bobo’s eyes twinkle as he talked about Doc, made her feel that she wanted that kind of love too. “Before you judge, I haven’t said it either. I haven’t felt the time was right. Just. You never WANTED it unless you really felt like crap, but being covered by it was like being encased in love.Now that he was safely settled, Betty and Ai came over to give him welcome kisses. He smiled at both his daughters, basking in their attention. Gretchen also gave him a kiss, and a wink. A sidewards glance at his wife got him rolled eyes but also amusement. Hmm. Maybe Shirley was ready to consider helping Gretchen with her needs. He knew better than to say anything, though. Let her bring. After a few more days of only the flower and card Amy decided to contact her mysterious flower person under the assumption that he was letting her set the pace by not pestering her with his email address. Amy finally relented and sent ti_amo_molto, who ever the heck that was an email. Over the next few weeks notes were occasionally exchanged. The conversation was light, the admirer didn’t press her at all in a sexual or romantic way. But also the flower person gave no information about himself,.