assistant.
“Got it, boss!” Maria replied back as she went to retrieve the lilies.
Employing Eli to be the floral designer was one of the smarter decisions Joey had made.
His charismatic brother had a natural talent and the same drive for perfection. Eli was known to spend an entire day going over a design and starting all over from scratch if he didn’t feel comfortable with it. His anal-retentiveness paid off. Eli’s designs were featured in many celebrity weddings and celebrations, boosting Madre’s to the top.
“Perfect!” Eli took the Asiatic lilies away from Maria and placed them in the bouquet. He stood back and smiled at his creation. “Done!”
“It looks amazing as usual,” Joey smiled. “Now you need to let me know what goes
where.”
Eli started with the bouquet he had just finished. “This one is for Alondra because you mentioned her favorite color was purple.” Eli moved to the next bouquet full of pale pink roses and matching calla lilies. “This one is for Coco because you said she liked pink.” He moved down to the next bouquet, full of oranges and deep red roses and carnations. “This one is for Delilah because you mentioned she’s hot like the sun so I made it fiery.” They walked down to the next bouquet, filled with lush greens and blues. “This one is for Nevaeh, since you mentioned she’s into the sea and water coloring.”
“She’s an artist,” Joey corrected, “she takes her work seriously.”
“Whatever, bro. I’d seen her stuff and it’s no different from the artwork Nate brings home from daycare.” Eli shrugged as they walked to the final bouquet. “Finally, this is for…what is her name?”
“Everleigh, she’s a ballet dancer.” Joey nodded. “Her parents were hippies.”
“Clearly they were on that shit to give her that name,” Eli shook his head, “this is for Ms.
Everleigh . For her artistic talent, she has a bouquet filled with bright colors like they just popped off the canvas.” He presented the last bouquet that had every color of the rainbow and boasted of colorful roses and pink stargazer lilies.
“Bro, you’re amazing.” Joey took out a few hundreds and handed them to his brother. “I owe you.”
“I got your back, playa.” Eli smiled as he and Maria each carried a couple of bouquets to Joey’s waiting truck. “You know one of these days, you’ll find yourself a nice, sweet girl and settle down.”
“Ehh,” Joey loaded up his truck with the bouquets. “I like my options.”
“Your options keep changing.” Eli mentioned. “A lot.”
“31 flavors, bro,” Joey mentioned, “Baskin-Robbins knew what they were doing when
they came up with that concept.”
“Thanks for your help, Maria. Have a good night.” Eli sent his assistant home. When
Maria was out of earshot, he turned back to his brother. “I’m pretty sure they weren’t referring to you dipping your dick in thirty-one different women.”
“You’re just mad that my partner count is higher than yours,” Joey smirked.
“I want you to repeat what you just said and tell me what’s wrong with that statement.” Eli replied.
Joey pressed a button to close the trunk and made his way to the driver’s side. “I’m not the marrying kind, bro. I respect you and K for finding that right woman and settling down to put a ring on it. Even Nicky is entertaining the idea of marrying Zerrin. That just ain’t me. I have way too much to do than just to get down on a knee and give up everything for a woman.”
“When you get married, you’re not giving up anything.” Eli argued. “You’re gaining a whole lot.”
“When’s the last time Faith gave you a blow job just because?” Joey asked his brother to resounding silence. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
“Marriage is more than sex,” Eli replied. What he said was true. The current drought Eli was in with his wife was making him wonder otherwise. It was six weeks and counting.
“Says the bro