An Early Surprise

ARYA’S POV I huffed. "I'm terribly off-key." "You're perfect." He reached forward and pinched my cheeks. For a moment I didn’t move and I didn’t miss the way his eyes flashed with an emotion that was gone before I could study what it was. "So," I said, changing the subject before things got too heavy. "Are you going to tell me what you have planned?" He grinned and leaned back, focusing on the road. "Well, first we will have dinner at that Italian place you liked. Then the new romantic comedy you mentioned wanting to see. Then…” He paused dramatically. "Gelato from that place that's open late." My eyes widened. "You planned a whole evening?" "I always plan whole evenings with you." He reached over and squeezed my hand. "You're worth planning for, Arya. Worth everything." My throat tightened and the only thing I could manage was, "Marco." "I know you're not ready to hear it yet," he said quickly. "I know you're still figuring things out. But I need you to know that I would do anythin