Anna sat down on her lunch break, still stunned from the mornings events. Everything had gone by in a blur. When Anna had taken the sunflower from Sven, Kristoff was nowhere to be seen. She had thanked Sven and told him to go and sit himself on the carpet for registration.
The sunflower now sat in a plastic cup of water on the desk. Gerda, who had witnessed Sven give Anna the flower, had explained that Bulda had dropped Sven off again and had apologised to Gerda since she could not get Sven to put the flower down. Kristoff had left early for work and Sven had told her that he had given him a special job to do.
While the children were reading a book with Gerda, Anna had made a quick text message to her sister explaining where the flowers had come from. Elsa had not yet replied, no doubt snowed under at work herself.

This was madness, Anna thought as she unwrapped her sandwich, and yet incredibly romantic. She never would have dreamed the big, burly man would have this soft side to him. She felt almost giddy; the next move was hers. But what could she do? It had to be something nice and something forward to let him know that she was interested too.

Her phone began to vibrate against her leg. Turning it over, she saw Hans' name and gulped. Luckily it was just a text message and she wouldn't have to speak to him.

"Dinner tonight?"

She sighed and began to respond.

"We need to talk"

Then she promptly put her phone in her bag and vowed not to look at it for the rest of the day.

The afternoon session was fun. She had planned a creative afternoon and they were building robots out of different cardboard boxes. Sven sat beside her, covered head to toe in PVA glue. She knew she shouldn't have favourites, but when she looked down at him concentrating on sticking a severed egg box to his robots head, his tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth and completely focussed, she felt such a fondness towards the little boy.

She wondered what he would make of her and his big brother.

Anna had never been so relieved to finish work for the weekend. Bulda had collected Sven so she had not had the opportunity to talk to Kristoff. At least Elsa would be able to help her out with organising her thoughts.

Anna pulled on some comfortable pyjamas and threw herself onto the sofa, turning the television on for some background noise when she finally pulled out her phone. Seventeen missed calls from Hans. Oops. Reluctantly Anna hit the call back button.

"Hello?" He answered on the third ring.

"Hi, its Anna"

"Oh. You could have called me sooner! I've been worried sick all day!"

She highly doubted it.

"I was working, I couldn't have my phone"

"So what's up? Are we going out tonight or not?" he sounded impatient.

"So here's the thing. It's a little awkward for me and – whoops I just knocked my drink over"

"Anna, quit stalling, what is it?" he demanded.

She sighed.

"There's someone else"

Hans was silent for a moment and Anna began chewing on her lip, waiting for the tirade of abuse.

"It's that guy from the other night, isn't it?" Hans spoke quietly, shocking Anna. He would usually have flipped out at her. This calm demeanour scared her more; she had no idea what he was thinking.

"No?" she lied, her voice octaves higher than usual, giving her away immediately.

"Don't lie to me Anna. I saw the way you both looked at each other. Give me some credit at least"

"Okay, fine, yes it is. But it's complicated. I'm really sorry; I just didn't know how to tell you"

"Whatever, Anna" He hung up on her.

Well, that went easier than expected.

That was when Elsa bustled through the front door with a huge portfolio in her arms. She spied her sister on the couch and hurried over, flinging the book into the armchair.

"Anna! I didn't have time to respond to your message! Tell me everything!"

So Anna repeated the day's events to her sister, how there had been no flowers at the desk in the morning and how she had been so upset about it, Sven delivering the sunflower to her, which had now joined the others in the vases scattered around their living room, all the way up to her phone call with Hans where she had ended things, quite messily.

"I need to lie down; all this romance is too much!" Elsa teased, dramatically launching herself across her sister's lap. Anna began to laugh, shoving her sister onto the floor.

"So what are you doing now?" Elsa asked, peering up from her new seat on the carpet.

"What do you mean?"

"You haven't spoken to Kristoff?"

"Well no, he hasn't been to the school for days"

"You fool" Elsa laughed "where is that phone number?"

Caught up in all the mystery and sunflowers, Anna had totally forgotten that she was in possession of Kristoff's phone number. She mentally kicked herself for being so foolish. She could have called him at any time to put this whole thing to rest. Although, she was kind of glad she didn't and that it had worked out this way.

"Should I call him?" Anna asked.

"Yes!" Elsa exclaimed.

"Now? Like, right now?"

"Anna, if you don't do it, I will!"

"Okay, okay!" Anna reached over for her work bag and dug through to find the little scrap of paper Kristoff had scrawled his number on the very first time they had met. Anna picked up her phone and saw a new text message from Hans.

"Slut"

"Huh, and here I was thinking he was a changed man" Anna sighed.

"What?" Elsa asked, but Anna just shook her head. The last thing she needed was Elsa getting arrested for an assault charge.

Anna keyed then number into her phone and looked pointedly at her sister.

"I'll be quiet, I swear!" Elsa pleaded.

"Not a chance" Anna chuckled, laughing harder as Elsa stomped from the room, reminding Anna of a child having a tantrum.

She looked down at the number in her phone and her laughter ended abruptly. So this was it. Nerves hit her like a wrecking ball as a shaking thumb pressed the call button. She put the phone to her ear, barely able to hear the ringing over her own heart, beating so hard she was afraid she would have to hang up and phone for an ambulance instead. Before she had any more time to think about it the ringing stopped and a voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Um, hi, is this Kristoff?"

"Yes, who's this?"

"It's, um, it's Anna"

"Oh" he cleared his throat "hey"

"Hi" she said again. She hadn't thought this through properly.

"So, what's up?" he asked, breaking the silence "is it Sven's reading again?"

She heard the teasing tone in her voice and she laughed, before she could stop herself, relaxing immediately.

"Yep. That's exactly why I called you. Sven's reading. Nothing whatsoever to do with bunches of sunflowers turning up at my workplace"

"I see" Kristoff chuckled "Did you like Sven's reading this week?"

"Yes. Sven's reading was a lovely surprise for me. Really brightened my day"

"Just so we're clear, we are talking about the sunflowers aren't we?" Kristoff asked

Anna laughed even more. He was so easy to talk to. She wasn't sure why she had been so terrified. She noticed her sister slip back into the room and seat herself in the armchair.

"Yes we're talking sunflowers. They're wonderful, thank you"

"You're welcome" he replied.

She smiled and Elsa gave her a thumbs up signal.

"So I was wondering" he continued "if you maybe wanted to get together at some point and, uh, discuss Sven's reading face to face?"

"I would love to!" Anna burst far too quickly, making Elsa shake her head and Kristoff chuckle again.

"Okay, great. So when is good for you?" he asked.

"Tomorrow night?" Anna suggested.

"Tomorrow night sounds good to me" he told her "Did you want me to pick you up?"

"That would be great" Anna told him.

"About seven?"

"Seven is perfect" She gave him her address and waited as he wrote it down.

"Okay, I've got it" he said "So I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yep, see you then"

"Have a good night, Anna"

"You too, bye!"

"Bye!"

She hung up and threw herself into her sister's arms with a giddy squeal. She had gotten herself a date with Kristoff Bjorgman.