Sheila’s POV

I stepped out of the car with him holding the door open for me, offering me a smile as he took my hands. “What do we do first?” I asked as I straightened my gown. I would take it back to Mother after a while. It would be nice if we made it a family heirloom.

“Get a shower probably or open the gifts,” he said with a chuckle as he held out his arm. I took it into mine as we walked into the house.

“We open the gifts,” I said, knowing the gift wouldn’t get to the house until morning. He chuckled more, his body vibrating...