Amelia
I stare at the note and then at the car sitting in the driveway. “He bought me a car,” I mutter and walk over to it. Myron walks up and hands me a set of keys.
“Imagine our surprise when some guys just dropped it off,” Myron laughs.
I take the keys and open the door. The new car smell, coupled with leather, is strong. “I can’t believe this.” I shake my head as I examine my new car. I should have known Ezra was up to something when he asked me my favorite color. I exit the car as a bright red sports car pulls up behind Kylie’s car.
“And the surprises keep coming,” I hear Kylie say.
Ezra walks out of the sports car wearing dark jeans, a blue button-up shirt, and a leather jacket. His grey eyes are covered by aviator sunglasses, making him look extra hot. I stand and stare at him
