I propped myself up on the pillows, and Al passed me the tray. He’d cooked me a full spread: fluffy scrambled eggs, waffles, and bacon. A vase of bright wildflowers sat in the corner with a card propped up against them.
Regardless of whatever else Alistair had planned for today, this already beat past Valentine’s Days.
I felt like the luckiest woman in the world.
Looking up at Al, I could feel my lip quivering. As usual, he was so ridiculously thoughtful. “Thank you,” I said, my voice wavering.
“Why don’t you open the card?” He raised his brows, that lopsided grin curving up one corner of his mouth.
I grabbed the bright pink envelope and flipped it open.
On the front of the card, there was a cellphone that read ‘we took a chance on what could be’ with ‘thank you for swiping right on me’ on the inside, followed by a handwritten note:
Happy Valentine’s Day
I appreciate you coming all this way to see me. It means more to me than you could ever know.
XOXO
Al
A folded piece of paper was tucked inside, a print out of a one year membership at the hot yoga studio in Rock Harbor. That was an affluent area, so I was positive the membership wasn’t cheap.
I clutched the card to my chest. “Thank you so much.”
“Anything for you.” He leaned over, stroking his thumb over my cheek and placing a soft kiss on top of my head.
“I have something for you, too.”
Sweater curse be damned, I couldn’t wait to give him what I’d been working on.
“You go ahead and eat first. I don’t want your breakfast getting cold.”
“Aren’t you going to eat?” I asked, already cutting up my eggs.
He sat down at the foot of the bed and shook his head. “I, uh, I tend to pick at the food while I’m cooking.”
I snorted, because I did the same thing when I cooked for other people, and took a sip of my coffee.
Shit.
He even made it how I liked it.
“So what do you have planned today, loverboy? Taking me to a ski chalet? A plane ride to Paris? A yacht trip around the world?”
I was only half joking. With Alistair, none of those would be all that surprising.
“Nothing that grand for today, I’m afraid. Did you bring your cold weather gear?”
I nibbled on a slice of bacon and nodded.
“Good. You’re going to need it today.”
Well, my curiosity was piqued.
Cross-country skiing? Snowshoe hiking?
He stood up with a groan and sauntered over to the closet. “You finish up. I’m gonna get dressed.”
