Elaine’s POV

 

I guess it’s because of the breakfast at The Gazebo that made me hold on to Tyler’s muscular arm tightly, walking with him on the busy street of Moonburn at almost eleven in the morning.

            I don’t know where he’s taking me. He said it’s a surprise.

            I pinch his muscles. It was so firm and strong, brute and intimidating. Tyler’s expression did not so much as shift except for the jerking of his chin and the twitching of his stubble.

            “Tyler?”

            “Hm?” He did not look at me though. His eyes remained on the road we were walking.

            “Why did you propose to me in front of...