“We’re going to have to start a tradition,” Ty murmured, skimming his fingertips over her arm.
“Oh?”
“Yep. Every year on Christmas Eve, we’ll have to go up to the Bedspread for a kiss under the mistletoe to celebrate the anniversary of the first one. Starting tomorrow.”
“I like that.” Something tickled her consciousness, and when it popped clear, she giggled. “So, um, happy birthday a day early.”
He laughed softly. “Thank you. Best birthday present ever.”
“Oh, I can think of a few that might be even better.”
“Impossible.”
“Not even a baby?”
He propped himself up on his elbow and stared down at her, frowning. “Okay, that would be the most amazing birthday present, but that came out of nowhere. What on earth made you think of that?”
“Listening to you talking to your dad and thinking
