"Why are you staring at me?"
One heartbeat. Two.
His voice was rough and his gaze was steady when he said, "Maybe I want to."
― Danielle Lori
Christian Allister
I had planned this evening meticulously. It wasn't every day that I had the chance to surprise Sloane, and I wanted it to be perfect. After dinner, I suggested we move to the living room for dessert, knowing full well that the real surprise was waiting outside. As we walked through the house, I kept a firm grip on Sloane's hand, sensing her curiosity.
"Close your eyes," I said softly, a hint of excitement in my voice.
Sloane shot me a suspicious look, but she complied, her lips curving into a smile. "What are you up to, Christian Allister?"
"Just trust me," I replied, guiding her carefully toward the back door. I opened it slowly, making sure she didn't peek.
