Aria's POV:
Nathan wrapped his hands around my eyes, leading me inside the Pack House "What is it, Nathan?" I giggle. I feel the stair railing.
"Hush, I told you it was a surprise!"
A doorknob unclicked, and I can smell fresh paint, my brows narrow. "What is going on?"
"Remember when you said you don't like my blank white ceiling?" he said.
I recall how I told him everything was ugly in his room because I was upset he wouldn't let me leave.
"So, I've been working on this for a while, and when we were in SilverStone, this was the perfect opportunity."
"What is the per-" he let go of his hands, and my lips parted eyes gazing up to see the ceiling.
"A sunset."
He grabbed my hand, "And we got the best seat," he spoke excitedly, taking us towards the bed. Laying downward, I realized he
