~ Nicholas's POV ~
My eyes lingered on the cellphone display cabinet, thinking of the best phone to get for Sylara. I had left earlier just so I could get her a brand-new phone. After all, it was all my fault she misplaced her phone.
But the problem was I didn't know what kind of phone she'd like. I could swear with my life that I hadn't gotten a present for any woman before.
But Sylara… she was different.
For her, I could pretend to be a man I wasn’t.
For her, I could try.
I wanted the best. Not just expensive... perfect. Something that would make her eyes light up. Something that would make those soft, heart-shaped smiles of hers stretch across her face. I could already picture it: her lips curving, her eyes sparkling, her fingers tracing the edges of the box.
God.
I wanted to be
