"I’ll be home in about twenty minutes.”
Jack shifted the phone between his ear and shoulder while he attempted to scrub burnt lasagne from the pan.
“I’ll pop dinner on in a bit then.”
Giving up with the pan, he pulled off his marigolds and leant against the sink.
“You rock.” Scarlett paused. “I’m starving. See you soon, love you.”
“Love you too.”
Looking around the kitchen, Jack surveyed his handiwork. It was gleaming. He’d scrubbed every available surface and put everything away except for the random brick they’d been using as a doorstop. It was now on the side next to the door.
Jack had planned a very special night, one Scarlett had been waiting a while for. All he needed was the flower delivery - red roses were her favourite so he’d bought the biggest bunch he could.
He wasn’t sure what to do with the ring though.
In the roses?
Tied to the ribbon?
On top of her cheesecake after dinner?
“Where the hell did I leave it?!” Jack rushed through to the lounge and scanned the surfaces.
“Oh, thank god.”
The green velvet box was neatly placed in the centre of the coffee table. Picking it up, Jack carefully opened the lid to marvel yet again at the exquisite diamond and emerald ring.
Jack opened the door to be greeted with a magnificently enormous bouquet of red roses. The delivery person peeked around the side, his eyes darted to the ring box in Jack's hand, still open.
“I’ll bring these in shall I?”
“Oh…yes please. In the kitchen.” Jack gestured along the hall and stepped back out of the way, then followed the man into the kitchen.
“Just pop them in the sin… what?”
The barrel of a gun was pointing directly at his head.
“The ring mate. That’s all I want. Give it here.” The delivery man nodded at the box still in Jack's left hand. Jack's right hand closed around the brick.
In one fluid motion, Jack swung the brick at the man’s head, sending him tumbling to the ground, the gun and roses along with him.
“Jack! I’m home!”
Jack grabbed the gun, and the roses and hurriedly stepped out of the kitchen, hiding the gun behind his back.
“I haven’t finished cleaning in there yet. Here, these are for you.”