Where did you get him?

"WHAT'S this, Gideon?" I asked my husband after he suddenly covered my eyes.

I was getting ready for our dinner with his parents when he asked me to turn my back on him. The next thing I knew, I could no longer see.

"Come on, sweetheart," Gideon said, not answering my question. But I could hear the amusement in his voice.

"Just tell me what it is that you prepared for me," I asked him when he guided me to the car.

I pouted my lips when I felt him put on the seat belt on me. "What is it, Gideon?"

Gideon chuckled. "It'll no longer be a surprise if I tell you what it is?"

I cocked my brow. "Are you going to bring me to another vacation house? Maybe in Palm Springs, this time?"

"No, Bianca," he said, amused. "But now that you've mentioned it, a house in Palm Springs sounds like a good idea."

I cocked my head to the left and frowned. "Shut up, Gideon. We already have three houses. We don't need another one."

Gideon held my hand and brought it to his lips. He planted a soft kiss on