[Honey]

He paused in the row between the hydrangeas and peonies as the lewd comment reached his ears, and he couldn't say he was particularly pleased. His attention turned itself to the shadows where his husband had taken perch. "You make it seem as though I will be cast to the side as soon as this evening is over, but I assure you I will stay as fresh in your mind as these flowers will remain ever the course of the season." Reaching out to pluck one of the delicate white blossoms from the strong stem that held it he carefully plucked away the petals, allowing for them to be carried alongside the wind. "Only those who are old and have lost their touch are sent to the orchards. I'd expect you to be there already given your...sexual tendencies." Tearing the last petal free he sent it off with a blow of breath before the center of it was sent to the ground. Dusting the pollen free of his flowers he started back down the row as if nothing had happened