Chapter 99

Blossom POV

As we leave the house through the back door instead of heading to the garage, I'm confused but go along with it, trusting Dean's plan. We stroll through the yard, passing Boo who's happily munching on kibble in his oversized kiddie pool. As we reach the clearing in the trees, I start to piece things together.

Perhaps it's a picnic in the field, something romantic already prepared for us. What else could it be?

However, as the field emerges into view, I'm taken aback. There's no picnic setup—instead, there's a helicopter waiting. Before I can even process what's happening or ask about it, Dean opens the fuselage doors and readies our headsets. I notice the absence of a pilot.

"Why is there no pilot, Dean?" I ask, a bit perplexed.

"Hop in, would you?" Dean says with a mischievous smile before teasing, "Do you think I'd have us flying without a pilot?"

His confidence reassures me as he starts the helicopter, and I buckle up, impressed as he checks gauges and communicat