November 25.
"Happy Birthday, Tristan Sinclair…" Bella leaned closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his cheek repeatedly.
Tristan smiled, keeping his eyes on the road as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
"You've already said that countless times, dear."
"I know! And you'll hear me say those words all day until today ends," she giggled.
Bella showered him with a few more kisses before returning to her seat, not wanting to distract him while driving.
"Hubby, can you tell me where we're going now?" Bella glanced at him again, noticing that the route was unfamiliar.
"I'm sorry, but it's a secret!" A playful smile appeared on his lips as he saw her roll her eyes.
Bella could hardly believe it. That morning, after celebrating Tristan's birthday at home with family, he announced they would go on a honeymoon—just the two of them. She was shocked and unprepared because she knew nothing about it.
