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Drat those spectacular green eyes. “Fine, I’ll go. Give me a few minutes.” I brushed past him to change.
“Do you need help to get out of your dress? You look beautiful, by the way.”
His tone was sincere rather than flirty. Blake—the one I thought I knew—should have been the one asking that tonight. My heart sank for the millionth time today over the fact that I thought I had fallen in love with that demon.
I shook my head as I continued toward my room. “Thanks. And no, I’ve got it.” After quickly changing into yoga pants and a hoodie, I met Ty by the front door.
“Let’s go, gorgeous.”
“Where?” I asked as Ty drove north on Lakeshore Drive.
“You’ll know when we get there.” He flashed me a small smile before turning his eyes back to the road.
“I’m not really in the mood for surprises.” I crossed my arms across my torso.
“Fully noted.”
“If you’re going to play games, just take me home.”
“It’s not a game.” He shook his head. “I don’t have an exact destination in mind, only a general area.”
“Wow, that’s so helpful,” I sassed.
“I just need to get us away from any lights.”
Usually, Ty quipped back when I was snarky. Bless him for taking my attitude without complaint. I sat up straighter. “Does this mean we’re stargazing?”
He smiled. “Possibly.”
CHAPTER 20
Twenty minutes later, Ty pulled off onto a dirt road, then stopped in the middle of a field, his truck facing south. The ever-present pine trees were absent, leaving a vast section of sky visible.
He grabbed a few items from the back seat. “Wait for a minute.”
I smashed my head against the window to look up. A million diamonds sparkled in greeting.Hello, sweet friends.
Ty opened the door for me. “Come on.” He led me to the flatbed of his truck, where he’d set up a thick pad, two blankets, a body pillow, and a cooler. I lifted my leg, hefting myself onto the bed he’d made. I inhaled the tang of dirt and hay all around us.
Tears once again pricked my eyes. Except, for the first time all week, they were out of happiness.
“Before you get too cozy”—he placed a hand behind my back, preventing me from lying down—“I have a little something for you.” He held up a giant silver gift bag.
I titled my head. “What’s the occasion?”
“You should have been receiving a lot of gifts tonight, so it seemed fitting. Besides, when I saw it in the store, it screamed your name.”
My fingers ripped out the pieces of white tissue paper in quick succession. I slid a thick, rectangular object out.
A blanket?
It was a new moon. I had very little light to see why Ty thought I needed this.
“Um, thank you,” I said. “It was sweet of you to get me a gift.”
He chuckled, pulling out a lantern, shining it over me. With the unnaturally bright beacon, I saw what it was.
I gasped. It was a hand-quilted, navy blue blanket with gold stitching depicting dozens of stars. The Big Dipper was in the middle. The North Star, part of the Little Dipper, was sewn bigger than the rest.
