Perfect flowers. So expensive. Colours he knew she loved. Would these do the trick? She bent her head to smell the fragrant bouquet; spotted the spider lurking at the very centre. The change in her was extraordinary: he thought she might faint. He quickly closed his hand over the beast and dealt with it. She threw her arms around him in gratitude, kissed him. He was thrilled by the heat of her response.
Later, at home, he fished the plastic spider out of his pocket. It had been one of the first things she had confessed to him. Her appalling arachnophobia.