Chapter 87

Arya. "You should have warned me about the surprise party," I whispered my discontent to Tyler as he settled onto the seat beside me, his easy grin doing little to quell my annoyance. "Well, love," he replied. "That would just ruin the surprise, wouldn't it?" His eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint. I couldn't help but smile at his playful demeanor. "Really?" I retorted. "I'm underdressed, and I'm not even wearing makeup." My fingers idly tugged at the hem of my casual attire, feeling a pang of self-consciousness at my lack of preparation for the occasion. Tyler's laughter filled the air as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss against my cheek. "Darling," he murmured, his breath brushing softly against my skin, "You look good in absolutely anything or nothing at all." Heat surged to my cheeks at his words, a blush spreading like wildfire beneath his intense gaze. Suddenly, Tyler's hands found their way to my back, his touch sending delicious shivers coursing through my veins. I