Suddenly, his fingers dig into myhips, stopping me.
“You ready for your surprise?”
My heart flutters. Beneath the teasing, he sounds nervous.
“Yes.”
His fingers brush gently along the knot behind my head before the blindfold slips away.
I blink against the soft snowfall... then gasp.
A brand-new dark gray SUV sits in the driveway beneath a giant red bow.
Twinkle lights from the cabin reflect against the snow around it.
For a second, I genuinely can’t breathe.
“Daltyn…”
He shoves his hands awkwardly into the pockets of his jacket. Which is somehow more emotional than if he’d delivered a polished speech.
“Now all your insurance money can go to your college fund, baby.”
My throat burns.
Because, of course, that’s what he thought about.
My future.
Tears sting my eyes as I stare at him, standing there in the falling snow, looking suddenly uncertain.
“You bought me a car?”
His shoulders lift slightly. “You needed something safe in winter.”
Emotion crashes into me so hard it physically hurts.
Before he can say another word, I throw myself at him.
Daltyn catches me with a startled laugh as my arms wrap tightly around his neck.
“Oh my God,” I choke out against him. “You ridiculous, perfect man.”
Warmth floods my chest when his face buries briefly against my hair.
“Merry Christmas, baby.”
The bathroom glows softlywith candlelight.
Steam curls through the air while bubbles overflow across the massive bathtub.
I smile. “You ran me a bath?”
His expression softens. “You were outside whining about being cold for twenty minutes.”
“I was not whining.”
“You called Vermont a frozen death trap.”
