Coney Island

Victoriå

I was now back at the apartment. Landon had to leave to handle some "Business" and I had to get ready to go to Coney Island with my friends.

But my heart dropped as I walked into the bedroom and saw the numerous bags on the bed. I walked over and upon inspection, he bought EVERYTHING that I had tried on.

Including the expensive jewelry from that store.

Quickly, I grabbed my phone and called him. It rang and just as I thought that it would go to his voicemail, he picked up.

"Landon, what the heck?" I asked, looking for a receipt in the bag so that I could possibly return these.

"Thank you, but this is too much. For crying out loud, this ring is probably worth more that me on the black market!" I said, walking toward the door with the bags.

"Merry Christmas." He said nonchalantly and I heard a muffled gunshot in the back but didn't panic as I heard him say something to someone in Italian.

"Landon, Christmas is more than eight months away." I said seriously, struggling to hol